Richard P Grant
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Category Archives: Birds
Our House
It’s not just the wrens. This is Shorty. Shorty is a year-old robin, one of the expanding family that lives in the shaggy old laurel tree out the front, and together with his (or her—difficult to tell with robins) parents/sibs, … Continue reading
Three Little Birds
I’ve said elsewhere that our garden is a wildlife paradise. Turns out that the house is, too. I often see our family of robins just outside the kitchen door, by the hen house. I’ve taken to shaking the hen feeder … Continue reading
Don’t let me be misunderstood
Watling Street services, just off the A2, is my local petrol station. You might stop there as you head east from the M25 towards the North Kent coast. It’s cheaper than any of the places further out, and has a … Continue reading
English Trees
It was a lovely morning, for 1 January. The sun made a valiant effort to warm our faces, or at least blind us as we turned up Bean Lane, and we parked our new, Green (and green) Mini in the … Continue reading
Little blue
In other news, this little guy deserves more exposure. We were sat there on Sunday afternoon, when suddenly there was a thud and a little tap on the wooden floor. We got up to see a rather startled baby blue … Continue reading
Swimming lesson
Ever since I saw an editorial in last Tuesday’s Evening Standard, I’ve been meaning to write a serious blogpost. However, ever since last Tuesday I’ve been a bit under the weather, and not really up to it (before you jump … Continue reading