Cross

WOONN has a large bandage on her hand and a cross expression this morning.

So do the baby blue tits (the cross expression) as they have eaten every single last crumb of the fat ball on the weeping laburnum. Keep landing, looking and flying off in a huff.

Meanwhile She is still wondering about the tiny (muntjak) holes in Her lawn. We are all getting Very Fed Up with having to listen to Her.