Thursday Thoughts.

I knew I should have just done the crossword and the word scrambler in the newspaper this morning, but I went and spoilt it all by reading the news as well, and as always ended up being incensed.  Apparently in order to make our way in the world after bloody Brexit, we will be increasing our arms exports internationally.  The Defence & security Equipment International (DSEI) event is happening in London and our Defence secretary, Sir Michael Fallon was there doing a talk.  We’ve already secured £5.9 billion in defence (I use that word because he did)  orders in 2016 and are already the world’s second largest weapons exporter. Well, isn’t that something to be proud of.  By 2018 our ‘defence’ budget will be £37 billion.  (But we can’t afford pay rises for our public servants, or pay for mental health care). Our new weapons include Dreadnought subs, Apache helicopters, F35’s and frigates.  We’re also working to develop artificial intelligence for use in warfare. At least that’s good because real intelligence seems hard to come by.  Sir Fallon also told everyone “there are robust safety measures to allow ethical defence exports to flourish, protected by a licensing system to  ensure exports are rational and lawful and which guarantees that we do not in the process violate international law, create tensions, promote terrorism or endanger global security”. That should cheer up the civilians being bombed in Yemen with British weaponry supplied to the Saudi’s. The Rohingya muslims currently undergoing ethnic cleansing at the hands of the Burmese military in a training programme by the UK will also breathe a sigh of relief I’m sure.  Coincidentally the DSEI is on at the same time as International arms control talks are going on in Geneva, the hypocrisy is staggering.

My country does not look after people, not our own and certainly not anyone else’s.  Our considerable research and resources do not go into making the world a better place for anyone anywhere, but we are extremely good at defending ourselves, and  subjugating and killing other people, and it was ever thus.

So I took my camera out to the coast at South Shields, my go to place when the world gets me down, and I took Frego with me for company.  It was really windy with dramatic skies, but peaceful all the same.

We saw some police horses being excercised

and more weaponry! A Disappearing Gun on Trow Point was first placed there in 1887 when the army were experimenting with coastal defences. The gun was forced down into a pit for re-loading by the recoil after the gun fired, so affording protection to the crew and obscuring the gun from direct enemy fire. The structure was sunk deeply into the ground to accommodate the water upon which the platform rose and fell, actuated by air pressure pumps. Trials of platform took place on 15th and 16th December 1887. It was found that the raising and lowering of the platform was too slow and the system was abandoned in favour of the quicker and cheaper Elswick hydro-pneumatic mounting. The replica gun was installed in 1997.  The graffiti not long after!

this chap was having fun

I love the colour of waves just before they curl over

and how they hug the rocks

there are still little pops of colour to be found in the grass dunes

and places to sit and take in the view

Equilibrium restored!






Thursday Thoughts

After the summer or lack of it that we had up here, I am really looking forward to the end of it. Autumn will be along shortly, and that is the best time for photography, well apart from spring, and sunny days by the sea, and snowy scenes 🙂 but seriously,

I love the colours of the leaves in Autumn


I love halloween

and pumpkins carved

and crunching through fallen leaves on a crisp sunny day

and the low light across the landscape

and decaying flowers

getting wrapped up warm and taking the kids hunting

and wee drams to warm your cockles

and cooking warming foods

yes indeed, stick your rainy cold summer, roll on Autumn!






Thursday Thoughts

It was my birthday this week, on Tuesday. No big deal really, I worked all day and my boss and our office manager both bought me a card and some bottles of wine, my hubby, who likes to buy me ‘things I need’ rather than fripperies (as he calls bling and other things I don’t need) got me a new chair for my computer room, which arrived today. It’s white faux leather and is much more comfortable, and stable, than the old black one I was rocking around on which led to leaving black marks on the floor.  This one shoots across the floor well, like being on seated roller skates. I got some flowers too from Phil’s daughter, my favourites, lilies.

Phil and I were both at work early the next day, so a glass of wine (maybe more than one as it goes) and that was that.  I don’t get excited at birthdays, after so many of them, but in a couple of years time there’ll be a ‘0’ at the end of the number and that one will be celebrated in style. Surviving decades are much more worthy of celebration I think.

We are off to Scotland tomorrow, though not really to see Scotland. We’re off to the Edinburgh Hilton near the airport for the Scale Model Show, and will mostly be indoors looking at model tanks/cars/trucks/figures/planes and ships.  I’ll be photographing the competition entries for our Model Club’s website on Facebook so that will keep me busy for a while, and I have an excellent book to read while Phil goes off shopping and socialising with his peers. He usually gets asked to judge one of the competition classes too, which is cool. We are not staying at the Hilton this year as with the Edinburgh fringe festival on and it being a bank holiday weekend, one nights stay there costs £300. We stayed there 2 years ago at £78 for a night and thought that was bad enough.  Luckily there is a premier inn nearby, at a sixth of the cost, and they are my favourite places to stay as their beds and pillows are just fabulously comfy, and better than at the Hilton. Phil is taking me out for a Birthday Dinner on Friday night so am looking forward to that.

I’ve been re- reading Giles Kristian’s Raven trilogy, and am on to book 2, I’m having a bit of a Viking-fest at the minute, having re-read his Sigurd trilogy, and Tim Severin’s Vikings trilogy. After this I’ve got Robert Low’s Oathsworn series of 5 books, to re-do.  I really like the 10th century in history, so much derring-do going on!

We are still doing Game of Thrones, the current series ends on Monday night.  This series has had a lot of criticism that it’s all moving too fast, that the characters are losing depth since they have surpassed the books, (the last 2 books of the series that the programmes are based on have not been written as yet), so the TV writers are doing their own thing, and that the timescales of some of the stories are far-fetched.  Well, dragons, white walkers and being brought back from the dead are pretty far fetched too so I think you can allow a bit of time fudging! I am reasonably certain the people moaning about the fast pace of these episodes, also moaned about the slow pace of the previous series, there’s no pleasing some people, if you don’t like it, hit the ‘off’ button.

Photgraphically I’m embarking on a new series- Scenes from the Shed 🙂 and employing the macro lens and the fuji to make still life shots of bits and pieces that live in there now. I noticed that most of my tea cups have gold embellishments, so am showing them off first.

I’ve also started collecting Kimmidoll key rings for photographing, there’s a whole herd of related stuff for Kimmidoll fans, and the blurb on their website is all about design philosophy and inspirational values, which is another way of saying we’re making heaps of money out of daft people 🙂 and each character has a name and an ‘inspirational value’.  The things are hugely expensive, but the key rings are not too bad, and there are bargains on eBay. Anyway her’s the first, Yuna

“My spirit is serene and still.
By seeking solace in the still silence of my spirit, may you find the secret to serenity and know the peace that is found in the comforting embrace of calm”.

Apparently. 🙂  Anyway, they are cute and it’ll be good for me to find ways to photograph them.

My shout out to blogs this week goes to Assholes Watching Movies, follow the link HERE

Run by the fabulous Jay, Sean and their pal Matt they are far from being Assholes, and of course review movies and go to film festivals (a lot!). Jay is the main contributor and her way with words is second to none, in fact her reviews are consistently better than most of the movies.  Informative and funny as f*%k, I can’t recommend it highly enough. If you love movies, this is a must-read blog. Tell’em I sent ya!




Thursday Thoughts

This week I have been seeing, and reading, a lot about the Charlottesville debacle.  It is so disturbing, and what strikes me is that it now appears more ‘mainstream’ to be such a thing, no masks, no white pointy hats down to the shoulders, full face frontal hatred and bigotry on display.  This is not happening in my country (yet), so I am not commenting on the rights or wrongs of removing confederate statues, the nuances of that are better understood by the people who live in the USA, but I will comment that anyone who believes white people are superior to the rest of humanity, are, in the words of their head honcho, sad.  It makes me sad for the future to come.  I wonder if the irony that the girl they killed was white is lost on them.  In one of the articles I read I saw a screenshot of one of their websites, where the leader had written something along the lines of ‘I want boots on the ground at the fat skanks funeral’ and that just blew my mind. No shame, no humanity there.  I take exception to the terms alt-right and alt-left.  There are no such things, there are bigoted white supremacist groups, and there are people who are reasoned, compassionate, and not full of their own importance in relation to others. Evolved I think is the right word.

So on to how nice it has been to have a sunny day, some warmth in t he air, and some butterflies on my Buddleia and in my garden

cabbage white
red admiral

and flowers are blooming and popping up

On Thursdays it’s my shout out to blogs I really love, and today I’m going to recommend one of my favourites, Vinnieh whose blog can be found HERE.  Vinnie reviews movies and TV programmes, and has great skill at explaining how a movie looks and feels, how the actors work together, notes the musical scores and how the director has used his skills, He’s also adept at explaining how the plot runs, without giving spoilers. He is a gentle soul, but funny and naughty sometimes too, a thoroughly loveable character.  Check out his blog and be inspired with which movie to watch next. Tell him I sent ya.

Thursday Thoughts.

A sad tale today people.  Regular readers will know that on a trip to Poland to visit Eddy, I was inspired to start growing vegetables, so had a herd of cauliflower & broccoli seeds and some seed potatoes. Out of 50 odd Broccoli seeds only one grew, but did OK, and nearly 100 cauliflowers seeds leapt into action and I ended up running out of big plant pots (and space) so could only accommodate  12, and chose the best looking healthiest specimens.  I gave them liquid food every 2 weeks and they grew beautifully, big leaves, lots of leaves, the rain doing them good.  Just before I went to dog-sit down south for Ben, I noticed 2 of the cauli’s now had heads appearing, so, having researched cauliflower husbandry on google, I tied some of the plants leaves over them, as this keeps the cauliflower white, apparently they go brown if you don’t. Chuffed factor 10!  Off I went to Ben’s, Phil dutifully taking on the watering duties.  When I got home they looked a bit wilted, and I knew Phil had done the watering and anyway, plenty of rain going on most days, but they also had lots of holes in the leaves. I examined under the leaves and found a group of teeny tiny little yellow eggs, but on one leaf of one plant. I took them off straight away and sprayed my plants with a non-PC bug spray.  (Sorry organic people, I know you can bugger about making up garlic or special detergent non harmful repellants, but I wanted these bugs annihilated with chemicals!)  But still my plants looked more wilted each day.  Then last weekend I noticed one plant was drooping, and where the stem had moved away from the soil I could see these wiggly horrid maggoty things. Major freak out!!  I checked all the stems and they all were in the same boat. Disgusted factor 10! So back to google, and there I find there is something called a cabbage fly, and it is cunningly disguised as a house fly so you don’t notice or worry if one lands on a plant. But these cabbage fly buggers lay their eggs in soil, not just any soil mind, but soil where cabbages, caulis’s broccoli and that kind of veg grows. Apparently the maggoty things eat through the roots and kill the plant. Just to add insult to injury they are indestructible. No pesticide, bug spray home made organic shit will knock them off. You can remove them and another shed load will hatch the next day. Nothing for it but to bin the plants.  All the bloody research I did on google about how to look after them and no-one mentioned a sodding cabbage fly!  I, of course never typed in ‘what kind of maggoty things will kill your veg’ in the search engine so it’s my own fault.  All that time and effort thwarted by maggots. Not to mention the spending on seeds, pots, compost, feed. Goddamit!!

Farewell Cauliflower Cheeses :/

My beauty
The bastards



Thursday Thoughts

Phil and I went to the pictures on Sunday afternoon, a rarity indeed, but we really wanted to see the Dunkirk movie on the big screen.  It was different, in that most of the characters were nameless, and the whole thing was an ensemble of pieces shot in different time scales.  The beach part was over a week, the little rescue boat a day, and the fighter plane an hour, which was a tad confusing  as they were interspersed, so that parts of the hour in the plane were seen at the end of the week on the beach.  Not sure if that made sense to anyone reading but I only got my head around it after the event.  We were not too impressed with the beach scenes, everything and everyone was in neat order, but old war photo’s show chaos, and considering how many were really there, (over 300,000 were rescued) there didn’t seem anywhere near enough in the movie.  Of course hiring that many extras is probably implausible, and they did use cardboard cutout soldiers, but a bit of CGI wouldn’t have hurt to make it more realistic, I know that’s a dichotomy but there you go.  Some great actors in the movie, Mark Rylance plays Mr.Dawson, the owner of a boat who went off to rescue some soldiers, Tom Hardy plays the fighter pilot, not much dialogue and his face in a pilots mask, but the flying scenes were some of the best in the movie.  Also good was the overturning of a destroyer and how the water was filmed as it overtook the ship.  In the press a big deal was made of Harry Styles playing one of the soldiers (he of the ex boy band One Direction-which pulled a huge amount of otherwise not interested teenage girls into the cinemas) and he was no worse than the other 2 soldiers that were focused upon, competent if not outstanding.  I couldn’t find anyone to make an emotional attachment to, and I think I prefer to have that in a movie. Christopher Nolan wrote the script and directed, and he is not known for the simplicity of story telling,  and Hans Zimmer did the score, which was quite honestly bonkers and needed to just shut the fook up now and then, lots of bonging booming drums and electronic chords.  So we came away feeling underwhelmed. The next time I go to the movies I’ll stick to the Marvel universe!


I have just finished re- reading Bernard Cornwell’s  The Last Kingdom series of 10 books.  Originally called The Saxon Stories/Chronicles but they’ve changed the name of the series to match the TV series based on the books.  These are wonderful tales of England before it was England, when the Saxons had ousted the Britons and in turn were overrun by Vikings, and while the stories are fictional, the historical settings are well rendered and evocative.  The main character Uhtred is a joy to read about, a huge character it’s impossible not to like and root for.  A fair amount of the plot is in regard to Northumberland and in particular Uhtred’s dream to reclaim Bamburgh Castle from his usurper of an uncle.  Plenty of excellent gory fight scenes, and Mr.Cornwell fleshes out the historical characters of King Alfred and his family, and the historical norsemen who he includes in the series really well.  I love it when characters come to life in your head when you read a book, and Mr.C really excels when it comes to characterisations.   I have to say I have watched the first 2 series on the TV and they are doing a great job, though as always, there is so much more in the books.


The only TV we are watching at the moment is Game of Thrones, which unfortunately is in the penultimate series before it comes to whatever sticky end they have planned, and new to us Outlander on channel 4.  I believe there have been 2 series of this on Amazon, which we don’t subscribe to, but we are only on the 5th episode of the first series on ordinary TV.   It’s a time travel thing, a woman who has just come out of WW2 as a nurse, goes on holiday with her husband to Scotland (they haven’t seen each other for the duration of the war) visits some standing stones to pick some healing herb thing, and promptly gets chucked back in time to the 18th century and the Jacobean uprising against the dastardly English.  The locations are stunning, the costumes really well done and the acting  isn’t shabby either.  It too is based on a series of books, by Diana Gabaldon, but I haven’t read them, they’re on the list!

As for real life, I’ve been to work but not done much with my cameras, I’m heartily sick of the weather, and caterpillars are eating my cauliflowers.

We had a nice blast of colour yesterday evening in the clouds, but that’s the only thing that has inspired me to pick up the fuji this week.





Friday Film Shots

Here is the 2nd half of the pictures I took at Little Haven Beach,

I’ve photographed The Weebles many times, but you can always find a different way to do them

The sun was going down so I wandered back to the car park, shot a thistle

and watched the sun sink behind a bank of clouds

I think this is my favourite roll so far.

Thursday Thoughts

This week I have been thinking about moles. Not the one’s that live underground, but the brown, raised bits of skin that some people have lots of, and some people don’t.  I only have four, had them all my life and they’ve never changed in appearance or done anything weird.  Last week I discovered a new one, and it is not like the others, I don’t like it, so I’m off to the doc’s tomorrow to get it checked out.  Of course I’ve googled, and am reasonably certain it’s just a growing older thing, but in my younger days I was a sunbed user and sunbather when ever possible, so need to put my mind at rest.  If only I’d known back then how ultra violet rays can harm you, I would have shunned them, which I have done ever since it became a thing. Fingers crossed I didn’t do myself in!

I’ve also been thinking about Game of Thrones TV programme, as it’s back on the TV next week, and Phil and I have been with it since the beginning.  I am one of those who read all the books, and have been really happy with how  the TV series has adapted them for the small screen, and overtaken George RR Martin with the story, as he is taking a long time to finish the series of books. It’s now become cool to never have seen it, as it always does when something is very hyped and very popular, but this has been a quality series from the beginning, and the ‘cool’ people have missed out on TV excellence, a rarity in my view. Stunning scenery and filming, great characters, sublime acting, and an alternative history in which all sorts of allegories to the real world can be found if you want to, well maybe not dragons, but hey! DRAGONS!!  🙂

I have also been thinking, unexpectedly, about travelling again.  Not too far this time, a 250 mile drive down south next Friday, to dogsit my sons Staffy, Lola, as he and his girlfriend are going on holiday to Amsterdam and can’t find anyone local to do it.  As it’s his birthday I’ve stepped up to do it.  Phil is on nights the week I’m there so can’t come along, so I will have to amuse myself.  There are a few National Trust properties nearby so at least I’ll be off out photographing, and the temperatures south are usually better than here so that’s a bonus.  I have a couple of friends I can hopefully visit too, so it won’t be too bad.  The only thing is that the weekend I go is also the weekend of the Sunderland Airshow, and for various reasons I’ve never got to see it although I’ve lived here 13 years, maybe am destined never to do so!

The Happy Eater tree hasn’t had any exciting visitors of late, just the usual band of spuggies, blackbirds pigeons and collared doves.  The bullfinch hasn’t been back that I know of, but I did spot a lady chaffinch one evening

Whilst I was birdwatching one afternoon I spotted something under my car, which is parked next to the tree

so I banged on the window as it’s obviously lying in wait to snatch a birdy, but got an ‘I’m just here, minding my own business’look’

he sauntered off nonchalantly after a while. Nothing to see here folks 🙂

My shout out to great blogs this week is going to Sarah, Choppy & Schooner, who can be found at Travels With Choppy, click through the name to the site.  Sarah lives with Choppy the dog and Schooner, her chap’s cat, the photo’s and jokes she tells with them will make you laugh.  They live in Wisconsin but also travel, and there’s never a dull moment on the blog.  Sarah also writes travel books which have great info in them. Tell her I sent ya!


British Summer Time

It was my day off today and really hoped to go out with the rollei, but we had a day of incessant rain, again.  Still, I was determined to do some photography, so invented a waterproof housing for the fuji (a freezer bag and cat collar) attached it to my trusty tripod, donned my waterproof jacket, and sallied forth into the garden.   Within 5 minutes I discovered my jacket had the equivalent waterproof capabilities of a colander, but hey ho, sometimes you have to suffer for your art. 🙂

potato plant flowers

The rain doesn’t stop the visitors to the Happy Eater tree.

sparrow and starling sharing a moment
blackbird and a beak of bugs
juvenile blackbird

The weather forecast for the rest of the week is not much better, oh well, maybe the week after will be better!



Thursday Thoughts

My first thought is when is the rain going to stop!?  Two weeks ago I was sweltering in 33 degrees and now for the past 4 days we’ve had incessant rain and 13 degrees tops. Sigh. I am worried my cauliflowers will perish in the deluge.  I need to get a heater for the shed, I tried to work in their but my fingers kept cramping up in the cold :/ so have been mostly stuck indoors doing chores. Phil is decorating our TV room so we’ve got all the windows open too, which doesn’t help, and just about everyone else is going, has gone or has been on holiday to sunnier climes soI’m pining for sunshine too!

My other thoughts have been swirling around the mess our country’s government is making of everything, a £1 billion pact with the DUP to buy the tories a majority in parliament does not sit well with a lot of people, including me, and yesterday the tories cheering at the defeat of keeping our public servants to a 1% pay rise cap just makes me feel disgusted at their ‘I’m alright Jack- f**k the little people’ attitude.   Ah the world’s going to ratshit,  but really there’s not much hope and all this will mean nothing . At some point in the near future the world will run out of enough food and water to keep everyone going, dystopia beckons.

Apart from all that cheeriness at least my headache resolved itself, so no brain tumour surgery needed this week.  🙂

When feeling all miserable my cure is to photograph flowers and try to focus on the little beautifulness I can create with my camera and a dose of photoshop, it’s good to put everything aside and be happy in the little things.

My outside lily today

and my indoor bedroom flowers

I love the window sill in my shed, the window and net curtain makes for a soft lit background

I’ve also being thinking about my blogiverse and the lovely community of bloggers that I connect with.  This thought came from reading Pete’s blog and how he appreciates his followers and enjoys the camaraderie.  So I had the thought that once a week on my Thursday thoughts I’m going to recommend one of the blogs I follow and say why I like it.  Of course as it was Pete who started me off on this path, his is the first on my list.

Pete now lives in Beetley, Norfolk, UK, a beautiful part of our country, and he moved there a few years ago from London, where he was an ambulance man for many years.  He writes very eloquently about his years in London, and also in the day to day happenings in his life in Beetley.  He has a beautiful dog called Ollie who is a bit of a character and when Ollie is not trying to murder Pete with a lawnmower, they go on long walks whatever the weather, and find underwear in trees. Pete also writes pithy and poignant short stories, some of which have been published in magazines.  His knowledge of films is vast and music not far behind, so there is always something interesting happening on his blog, and the comments section is populated by intelligent, funny, engaging and eclectic people.

If you haven’t followed Pete, do your self a favour and check out his wonderful blog HEREtell him I sent ya!



Thursday Thoughts.

Most of my thoughts this week have been scary as I’ve had an unprecedented headache since Sunday night, though headache doesn’t really cover it. Severe pains in my neck muscles and a banging throbbing thing go off in my head when standing up from bending or sitting, followed by a dull ache when it’s finished beating my brain up. I am not a headachey person as a rule so this is uncharted territory for me. Of course I googled the symptoms (rather than go to a doctor) and ended up with a possible migraine/brain tumour/stroke but finally settled on Tension Headache as that one fitted the symptoms better than any of the others.  Painkillers have turned out to be useless assassins and so I’ve been ‘putting up’ with it all, but not that well.  Poor Phil must have a headache from me moaning on about it. Anyway, today it seems to have settled down somewhat, though I don’t trust it to stay away completely as yet.  Fingers crossed it’s gone by tomorrow.  The thing that’s most upsetting is that I’m NOT tense about anything, so don’t feel I deserve it really.  If I was a freaked out stresshead I could at least accept my fate, but 5 days of it for no reason in particular seems most unfair. Still, life isn’t, and we must soldier on.  Phil thinks it was due to the mad hot day we spent walking out to The Toppings (Universe blog report to come on that) on Saturday, as I really had a bad time with the heat that day, and maybe he’s right. No more tromping about in 33 degrees heat for me!

Luckily we in the North only got 3 days of the heatwave that has been sweeping through GB for the past week, and yesterday and today have been back to normal temperatures, with rain due tomorrow, which I quite like as I won’t have to water the plants.  The cauliflowers and potato plants are are doing well, though I think something is eating the leaves.  I will be off to buy a Bug Gun tomorrow, death will come to the munchers.

It was Fathers Day here on Sunday and Phil’s son Carl visited with two of his brood,

but Shelley and the others couldn’t make it.

Along with the endless ‘Thanks to my wonderful Dad’ posts on Facebook I had a fair few thoughts on Fathers too.  I can’t relate to any of it as I never had one.  Well not a real one. I mean, of course someone (who already had a wife and 2 kids) donated a bit of you-know-what to my Mum, but that was what was known as ‘out of wedlock’ back in the day, and my Mum was sent off to the next county to produce me so as not to bring shame on the family.  Luckily I was a bonny baby 🙂 and my Mum’s parents fell in love with me and brought us both back into the family 3 months down the line.  I had an idyllic childhood growing up in the wilds of Yorkshire, my grandparents and Mum looked after me, and when first grandma then grandad died, the neighbours stepped in when Mum was at work, and I never even thought about not having a Dad.  Then when I was 11 my Mum met and married my step-dad, who I wasn’t keen on. I loved my life as it was, and where we were. But we went off to live on RAF camps which was cool, a whole different world, and when George left the RAF we moved to Bedfordshire.  By this time I was a teenager and I didn’t get on so well with him.  After a couple of years I left home to go into nursing accommodation and was relieved to get away.  Later on, my Mum found my step-dad kissing her best friend and declaring undying love for her on the stair steps of Mum’s house at her 60th Birthday party, and that was the end of having a step-dad.  The only thing ‘father’s’ taught me was the perfidy of men.  So I was never anyone’s protected little princess, and I never had a heroic role model to base my future relationships on.  I’ve not looked for a ‘father figure’ to fill the void, as I never considered there was a void.  My Mum brought me up to be strong minded, self sufficient and independent, made sure I could survive a life on my own if necessary, (which I did for several years) and rely on my self awareness for approbation or criticism.  I don’t think I’d be the person I am today if I’d had a ‘real dad’ so in my mind they’re quite overrated  😀

Today, as with the last few days I’ve been taking things easy to try to circumnavigate the head-banging, a bit of house work and shopping but no big movements.  This afternoon I did some still life photography in my shed, and was quite pleased with the results.

Tuesday Tuck Shop

It’s been a busy day at the happy eater tree, and because I haven’t been too well have had a gentle day and sat for a while with my camera waiting to see who turned up at The Happy Eater Tree.  A new arrival today,  I think this is a coal tit, at least on the RSPB identifier it’s the only one that comes close.

Boy did he move fast and it was hard to get a decent shot in focus, but these are the two best ones.

There are always blue tits, and also great tits, these are my ‘regulars’,

Also Fatchick sparrow turned up, followed by Mrs.Spuggy who looked at me as if to say “Will this never end?”

For the past few years we’ve had a breeding pair of robins visit, but this year they’ve been very elusive.  Today I managed to see one, well chuffed!

and after I got back from the local shop I was excited to see a return visit from the bullfinch at the feeder. I knew if I got out of the car it would disturb him and he’d fly off, so I gingerly crawled quietly out of the passenger door, kept my head down and went round the back of the house, in through the back door and crawled to the window and my camera as he was still there and got some shots of him. Half hour later he was back with Mrs. Bullfinch (I think, as she’s a paler colour), and then he came back again later in the afternoon by himself, so hopefully it won’t be the last time I see him.

All the pictures are click throughable for the bigger versions.  A good 1/2 hour at The Happy Eater 🙂