Year: 2011
Crikey they grow quick! Just seven days old (well, one chick is 7, there are 4 who are 6, and 1 who is a little over 5) and the blue tit chicks have at least doubled in size, perhaps three times!
At last, after nearly four weeks my heel has recovered enough from an embarrassing injury caused by running across the road in Carlisle trying to catch a train home! So today we went for a run - well more of a jog, or perhaps a fast walk - to get back in to our fell running training...
As you may recall, Blackie died when Ian was in Antarctica. When he was in Austria, Mrs Frosty snuffed it. Last week there was further trauma when his favourite rescue hen, Scrappy, passed on to the great chicken coop in the sky. So from six chooks the flock was reduced to three. Until now. Welcome …
Do you recognise this man?
So far so good, all six eggs have hatched and survived their first few days!
Looks like summer has ended and the monsoon seasons is just ramping up!
Today was my Grandfather’s 90th birthday! We celebrated with a party for family and friends. This was the perfect chance to present our Grandad with a copy of a rather special book – his autobiography! For the last few months, Sarah and I have been typing and typesetting the book which decribes his life from …
Ogof Tarddiad Rhymney It was a very ordinary caving trip, until I ended up lying on the floor. Apparently I had slipped from a high tube in the roof of the cave. I don’t remember this. All I remember is lying on the floor and making lots of noise when the Cave Rescue medics poked …