Good evening all!
The last couple of days have been rather hectic with work, meetings...and falling asleep at the drop of a hat when not working or at meetings!
I was going to post last night, but ended up with a bad high pressure headache and spent most of the evening flat with my eyes closed, then some extra meds and an early night.
Yesterday's PPG meeting at the surgery was really good, and a small group of us stayed behind afterwards to try and decide what to put in the next newsletter. As usual I found myself volunteered for writing several articles.
Work + meeting completely exhausted me though. Today after work I should have been at the hospital for a meeting, but after yesterday and thinking back to the crash I had before Christmas because I wasn't pacing myself and doing too much, I ended up sending apologies for the meeting.
Originally Posted by Uschi
I quite agree, Uschi!! I'm determined that I'm going to age disgracefully!!
(it worked for my mum
Marshall, we'll forgive you for using the "f" word (Facebook), just this once!
Marshall and Bill - I think I've found your lost pounds. They somehow managed to make it across the water and attach themselves to my hips!
Lynn - that cardigan is beautiful! With your knitting, your great grandson will be a beautifully dressed baby.
The local birds here love their fat balls. We started early this winter with bought fat balls, or rather fat cakes. Once they'd all gone though, we used the containers they'd come in and the plastic 'hanger' to embed in it, and made our own - a mixture of lard, suet, peanuts, mixed other nuts, wild bird feed and dried mealworm. All the birds seem to love them - the little sparrows, dunnocks, robins, blue-tits, chaffinch, and others, but the bigger birds that you don't usually see on the feeders love it too.
On Saturday morning I spent a good half hour watching them through the dining room window, and the bigger birds that are too big to perch on the little branches of the apple tree to reach the feeders and fat cakes have developed a technique of flying at the fat cakes and trying to grab a beak-full on their way past, or try and chip it on their way past then flying down to get the broken bits off the ground, and some try to hover by it. I'm not sure just how much they actually get, but they keep doing it. I've seen blackbirds, magpies, crows, and collared doves (which we get a lot of locally, and several pairs nest in the gardens around us every year) having a go at it over the last few weeks.
Anyways, my hot chocolate is calling for me, then it's off to bed!
See you tomorrow!