Coal tits seen in the southern hedge from the (upstairs) study window again this morning. Slightly confused by what appeared to be black stripes down the back, one on each side, but the irritatingly poor RSPB site convinced me that the black stripes were the wings. Irritating because RSPB is a very rich charity and one might think it could spend a bit more on support for arm chair tweeters.
Fritillaries in the new daffodil bed looking well, much better than the daffodils.
A modest bit of gardening, modest because one does not want to work through the available jobs too quickly, followed by a stint of 21 bricks - by the end of which I had abandoned jacket, gloves and scarf. A warm morning.
During most of which stint, Joey, the next door cat, kept a very close watch on the pipe house outside the back door. A few days ago, BH found one of the green plastic pellets, which are supposed to be inside the pipe house, illustrated at reference 1, so perhaps a mouse has made it through the narrow gap still remaining, maybe of the order of a centimetre at the level of the blue air brick, slightly more at the other end.
PS: interval reading presently Delbourgo on Sloane (the chap who invented Sloane Square). First read a couple of years again, now being revisited as a result of being chucked out of BH's bedside locker, where it had been living since. A good read.
Reference 1: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2019/12/four-legged-friends.html.
Reference 2: https://psmv3.blogspot.com/2017/11/sir-hans-sloane.html.
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