After 23 years of exhibiting at the British Birdwatching Fair I've given up that particular piece of pleasure and last year I didn't even go to Rutland. The withdrawal symptoms were horrible and so I'm going to go this year, possibly only on the Friday but maybe Saturday morning as well. It's not just the business - I miss the annual contact with so many friends from all over the world. Since the early days it's become much more pressurised and business-orientated which, quite honestly, isn't nearly so much fun - nobody has time for a chat anymore just for fun.
Talking of birds, I've got a Tawny Owl who has taken to sitting on a sticky-out limb of a dead tree right
outside my kitchen window - in broad daylight. Today was the third time I've seen him (her?) in the past week and it's a real joy. Apparently we also have a resident Nuthatch (unusual for this far north although apparently they are moving further and further across the border). But I've never seen it. Grrrrr. The other grrrr is that I still can't work out how to wrap text round a picture in this blog! So, instead, I think I'll just go back to work!