Gerry came over to the Plot to fetch me for a cuppa. We strolled to his car,
enjoying the architectural delights of this little town of Nailsworth.
Through my front door,
and straight to the Mock Trop, via the kettle. MeWally wandered in from work as I poured the tea. And so it was that we all sat out doors, in the sun watching the wildlife
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| Baby Squirrel |
"Ooo, can I quote you on that?" Said I, as I slurped my tea in the bright sunshine.
He shot me a glance and then we were all captivated by a family of GREAT TITS feeding nearby.
"On my blog?" I added unnecessarily
"Yes, if you must. It'll keep you off the streets" he muttered.
"Thanks," I said cheerily.
"Stops you falling asleep?" cut in Gerry.
"What does?" we both asked in puzzlement.
The STARLING FAMILY arrived to feed
"Blogging," Gerry explained.
"Probably does, yes," Said I.
Bit of a stunned silence. Why did he say that?
"I'm sorry," said Gerry, fiddling with one of his hearing aids, "Did I mishear you?"
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