I’ve spent the day sorting my computer files. How exciting is that? It’s been a fairly dry day and we were promised rain by late afternoon. As I write this first sentence it’s 1730 (5.30 pm – I say that because I know that there are very considerable differences between countries as to how we talk about time) the sun has just come out but if I look out of the house to the West and North the clouds don’t give me confidence that the sun will last. Below the house near the shore a couple are just walking. They are tourists. How can I tell? He has an umbrella in his hand. No local would carry an umbrella. Rain rarely comes without enough wind to render one useless.
I feel particularly sad this evening because I had a call from a former lecturer from Uni who became a friend and with whom I am still in touch. He is having chemo for cancer. A neighbour in Blogland has been told that she has an an intra-cranial mass. Someone closer has been given similarly bad news. A friend in New Zealand has just had an operation and finished radio-therapy. I could go on. I would usually be inclined to repeat the Gaelic saying that old age doesn’t come alone but even my former Uni lecturer isn’t much older than I am. I could never understand survivors of a disaster who said they felt guilty for surviving. This week I’ve had a similar feeling knowing that the cancer I carried for 12 years seems to have been seen off.
On a more mundane level some hens from about 100 yards away raided the garden this morning. Cute they may look but the devastation that hens can wreak on a garden is not funny. When I went outside I was not impressed by the fact that the cockerel ran away followed by the hen leaving the chicks to fend for themselves – they ran off in the opposite direction!
A neighbour’s cat decided to try and get a pigeon. He wasn’t successful.
The new mis-fueling device is a lovely shade of pink. Even without having to apply the correct nozzle before the cap can be removed one is unlikely to forget given its colour!
A particularly bright Greenfinch visited the feeders this afternoon.
And there were plenty of people down in the Bay including a wind-surfer. I can’t recall seeing that particular sport in the Bay before.
And now to decide what to have for dinner.