We have now watched half the episodes of The Crown Series 2. My general impression is unchanged.
Much of the morning today was spent getting us back on line. The details are boring.
On another dull day the birds made full use of the feeders.
Sparrows tend to dominate in the front garden,
although they do occasionally allow the tits a look in.
The heavier wood pigeons and sparrows who cannot find room above find easy peckings from what has been tossed aside by the messy feeders.
Eventually Ron was able to take a turn on his own special feeder usually commandeered by voracious sparrows;
while the long tailed tits left a little for Nugget.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s spicy pasta arrabbiata with sautéed peppers, onions, and mushrooms with which she drank Diet Coke and I drank more of the Valréas.