Daisy Turnip writes.....
Yesterday, Hubby was chopping back the ivy as it’s usual spring burst of growth had taken it onto the roof – this always causes a little panic in our house, as ivy is a pesky nuisance and can push the tiles off your roof and cause no end of damage to your house.
Hubby got very enthusiastic in hacking back the ivy, so much so that he exposed a bird’s nest - 2 baby ‘spadgers’ tumbled down the ivy onto the drive! I only joined the RSPB a couple of months ago and this certainly wasn’t detailed in our membership information!
Hubby then spent ages chasing the babies and once caught, he put them in a washing bowl and covered it with a rubber car mat and waited for me to come home. He then climbed back up the ladder and put the chicks back in the nest! In the mean time, parent spadgers were going crazy, hoping from the phone line, to the roof, back to the phone line cheaping away at us like crazy.
Latest news, is that they are still all in the nest and didn’t get too wet with the showers we had last night!
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Tuesday, 8 May 2007
Wednesday, 25 April 2007
What happened to the party girl?
Daisy Turnip writes.....
Tonight I sent an email to my dear old friend Tilley - not old as in she’s old – well not THAT old, but a friend who I’ve known for a very long time. In fact, she was a good friend of mine who I used to regularly go clubbing with on a Friday night – in fact, any night of the week, when we had nothing to do, had both the cash and the energy to show Wolverhampton night life what top and enthusiastic party goers we both were. Deary me, I could seriously party!
At the end of the email I wrote the following:-
“btw, we're off to the Oxford bird sanctuary at the weekend (although I've yet to tell David) as I’ve received 2 free tickets from my RSPB membership - f'ing hell (excuse my French), I sound like such an oldie!! Am going to go slap myself now coz I know I need to get a life ) what happened to Friday nights, the dance floor calling, head down and a bottle of bud in each hand?? :-)”
I need to share with you the fact that I have many photos of me with a bottle of bud in EACH hand, dancing away in oblivion of the outside world. I liked my little dance ‘bubble’ world that I used to frequent on a regular basis!!
I sent the email smirking to myself, thinking about our clubbing days (or nights as the case may be), and all the fun we had and then I suddenly thought OH MY GOD, what happened to party girl – she’s now a bird twitcher!!
Should I be worried?
Tonight I sent an email to my dear old friend Tilley - not old as in she’s old – well not THAT old, but a friend who I’ve known for a very long time. In fact, she was a good friend of mine who I used to regularly go clubbing with on a Friday night – in fact, any night of the week, when we had nothing to do, had both the cash and the energy to show Wolverhampton night life what top and enthusiastic party goers we both were. Deary me, I could seriously party!
At the end of the email I wrote the following:-
“btw, we're off to the Oxford bird sanctuary at the weekend (although I've yet to tell David) as I’ve received 2 free tickets from my RSPB membership - f'ing hell (excuse my French), I sound like such an oldie!! Am going to go slap myself now coz I know I need to get a life ) what happened to Friday nights, the dance floor calling, head down and a bottle of bud in each hand?? :-)”
I need to share with you the fact that I have many photos of me with a bottle of bud in EACH hand, dancing away in oblivion of the outside world. I liked my little dance ‘bubble’ world that I used to frequent on a regular basis!!
I sent the email smirking to myself, thinking about our clubbing days (or nights as the case may be), and all the fun we had and then I suddenly thought OH MY GOD, what happened to party girl – she’s now a bird twitcher!!
Should I be worried?
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