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Yesterday afternoon our peace was disturbed by a clattering and scratching emanating from the wall behind a radiator in the TV half of the sitting room. We used to hear that in the open fireplace. Until we lit a fire. Clearly the jackdaws were back, building their nest in a now boarded up chimney. Sure enough, one was perching sentinel on a chimney pot this morning.
Much of the day was spent attending to the garden, throughout which violets are popping up.
My contribution was generally tidying up and cutting the grass.
The Rose Garden is coming along quite well,
as is the Front Garden.
I was close enough to this wasp in the orange shed to be sure that we do have them.
Jackie’s efforts included relining the Waterboy’s pond which had sprung a leak;
replenishing the soil in pots and hanging baskets, during which she discovered her first clutch of evil little vine weevils;
and poking holes with an aerator into the less healthy looking grass patches.
While we took drinks in the Rose Garden before dinner, Jackie spotted that the Big Beast has shown us what it thinks of my pathetic round peg in the square hole. It has simply moved along a touch and ripped off a lot more fencing. We really do hope it is not a rat.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s delicious lamb jalfrezi, savoury rice, and vegetable samosas. Jackie, having drunk Hoegaarden earlier, did not join me in my Bergerac 2015. Not that she would have done anyway. It is not her tipple.