Finishings Off

Fred arrived with 3 friends - 2 young Freds and a Fredette. All much smaller, highly deferential, and horribly hungry. Fred kept them in check by pecking at the ground to show it was Not Their Garden and fluffing itself up if any of them came too close while it was eating. But then stood guard (against the robins which by then were Very Cross Indeed) while the other 3 polished off what remained in the feeding tray. Led them to the pond for a drink and then they all left the garden in single file.

Myself was watching through the kitchen window by the fish tank (Water still tastes very odd indeed as She puts a few drops of something in it once a week. Why ??) as dusk fell. All was peaceful until a flock (Herd is maybe a better word) of noisy long-tailed tits arrived. Flutter and cheep everywhere. 2 on the peanuts, 3 on a fat ball in the quince, Myself lost count of how many on the weeping laburnum chasing each other in and out of the branches, and many many more in the trees. Chaos for a few minutes while the fat balls disappeared and then they all left.

TYK indicated it Didn't Wish To Be Educated this morning so Myself left it for a lie in. We had been given a Glorious Breakfast - Such a shame TYK wasn't there to assist Myself in finishing it off.