As we were in bed last night Husband said, 'What time do you have to be there tomorrow?'
I said, 'I forgot to check. I'll do it first thing in the morning.'
8.50 this morning, having just got up and still in my dressing gown, I checked. Whoops. Should be there in twenty minutes. Not going to make it. Rubbish friend.
And I had quite a good day yesterday. Cleaned the bathroom, 'went' to church, walked George, did Welsh lesson, edited novel, made pizza. Felt I could say, 'I'm not a waste of space today.'
Must try harder.
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A spotted woodpecker has called in for his breakfast for the last four days.
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You would post a puzzle, Liz. I'm guessing that your woodpecker is a Great Spotted; but, is it? Or a Less Spotted? We have several species of similar-looking woodpeckers in the States, three of which we've seen in our yard/woods. Thanks for the photo.
Happy to hear that you were not a waste of space, yesterday - unlike many of us I'll wager.
According to our book, CopCar, the lesser is only the size of a sparrow, and this was much larger. From the amount of red on his head we think he is a juvenile as well.
How time slips away from us some days. Not the day before for you!
My friend's mother died a couple of weeks ago, I have the card and a stamp but I keep forgetting to post it!
What's in the bird feeder? Very solid porridge?
It does, Marie. Just vanishes.
I have done that so often, Polly!
Fat balls, Sonata.
Oh, I thought those were for the winter.
Are they, Sonata? No wonder they're so popular now!
As long as the summer heat doesn't melt the balls, I should think like to keep them out for the birds. Unfortunately, our summer weather does not allow that.
Please insert "that you would" after "like". Aaargh
Perhaps I should have my head vacuumed (tired from having been up too long, already). After/before - ?????
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