Edibles

Haven't the remotest idea where They went yesterday, but returned in a very good mood late afternoon and ate mussels for dinner. (That sauce is To Die For. And She left Myself a mussel too. Infinitely kind. Sometimes.)

The blue tits have indeed moved into the little box on one of the old sheds. Myself keeps estimating the height but it remains just out of reach. Shame. Mentioned to OLAHF that it would benefit another investigation but for some reason the idea was not welcomed. She has started leaving out meal worms on the bird table. Can't see the point of them Myself. Taste gross.

No wonder TB is occasionally odd. Since Myself didn't get any of His lunch yesterday, wandered over to see what TB was eating. Poor poor geriatric beagle. Only ever gets biscuits. Admittedly they smell good, but am sure it would love some jelly, p'raps even meat. Shall invite it to try some of Mine. (When it is one of My least favourite flavours of course.)