Where’s Mrs Nugget?

Jackie planted a clutch of primulas this morning.

While she was at it she kept tabs on the winter flowering clematis Cirrhosa Freckles,

and the mahonia that has grown into a tree.

She observed an encounter between a snail and an owl;

and admired the burgeoning Daphne Odorata Marginata and the

Chilean lantern tree.

By far the most exciting discovery, however, was that Nugget had become exceedingly frisky, as was his companion who followed him around.


A Mrs Nugget has arrived.

“Where’s Mrs Nugget” in this picture? It is only fair to say that she is not on the feeder, and has her back to us. The Assistant Photographer worked very hard to capture them both in the same shot.

Today I finished reading

Because of the proliferation of pictures in this volume I could do no more that scan them before we set off to The Darbar restaurant in Emsworth where we were to dine with Becky and Ian. I will describe the book and feature the illustrations tomorrow.

We were given a pleasant surprise in that Miche also joined the party and the enjoyable conversation over the meal.

I chose a goat curry the name of which I cannot remember; Jackie’s pick was paneer shashlik. We all shared onion bhajis while Jackie and I shared mushroom rice and a plain paratha. We both drank Cobra, along with Ian and Miche. Becky enjoyed a pomegranate cocktail.. I’m not sure what the others ate.

On our return home we were sent off a closed section of the M27 and diverted into the centre of Portsmouth from which, so confusing were the diversion signs, it took us an hour to escape. The consequence is that it is now 11.15 p.m.



83 thoughts on “Where’s Mrs Nugget?

  1. Oh wow! That primulas are so beautiful and colorful! I’m keep admiring how beautiful your garden can be in winter time too πŸ˜‰
    A Mrs Nugget? That’s awesome 🐦
    I see she decided to go and inspect a little bit Mr Nuggets’s territory πŸ˜‰

  2. I wondered why you posted later than usual. But how exciting about Mrs. Nugget! I spotted her and him in the photo. I think the primulas resemble butterflies or birds with wings opening and closing.

  3. That Chilean Lantern is very unique. I hope the Owl vs Snail event ended in a draw.Congrats on the two bird capture. Oh, I also like the use of Mr.Nugget as part of your new header photo. Nice.

  4. Good to see Nugget has a mate! Soon there will be little Nuggets, followed by grand-Nuggets. πŸ™‚ Jackie is going to have a lot of help in the garden!

    I enjoyed all the photos. I love those primula and winter flowering clematis Cirrhosa Freckles.

  5. I had a feeling you must have been out carousing on the town – bit disappointed it was just an awful road situation. I am most pleased that Nugget is not going to be left out in the cold and has a chance to show off his friskiness. Stirling job Jackie get the first capture of the potential Mrs Nugget – I’m so pleased about it, I’m even prepared to accept her lack of individual identity without a fuss πŸ˜€ She appears to be pretty independent judging by the space between them in the ‘where’s’….. I don’t think I mentioned to you Derrick that our spring weather was so – not – that the birds became confused and babies were still being born/hatched over the Christmas period. I hope that won’t be your lot in the coming months.

  6. It is spring (at least, soon) and love is in the air. The thought of Nugget with a sweetheart is delightful. I’m sure he tempted her into his territory with tales of kind humans and abundant food. Not every robin can offer such riches!

  7. Thank you to Jackie for her perseverance in getting that photo of Nugget and Mrs. Nugget through the window. Sweet encounters, too with the snail and owl. Your garden is a haven for friendship and love.

  8. Nugget is married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Can you tell I’m excited!!!???!!!!) YAY! I love seeing Mrs. Nugget! Oh, my, now I have dreams of little nuggets!!!! πŸ™‚

    The Owl and the Snail look like they are in serious negotiations about something! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜› Maybe they are planning The Nuggets wedding reception! A garden party, for sure! πŸ™‚
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

    • Thanks very much, Helen. I have not knowingly eaten goat before because I don’t like either the smell or taste of goat’s cheese. The waiter assured me I would like this and I took his word for it. It was like tender lamb. In the early days (’50s and ’60s, we were served ‘meat’ which could have been goat.

  9. My congratulations to Mr Nugget on finding his mate. However, I only see one robin on that photo and I am not sure which one it is.
    I am looking forward to your review of Flaubert’s masterpiece, Derrick.

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