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Hill Wimp

Fair weathered,fair minded but easily persuaded.
I have a torch on my phone.

I had no idea.
 
Thanks for the birthday wishes, ladies & gents :hugs:

And belated happy birthday to @raleighnut :smile:

I don't tend to make much of a fuss about birthdays, but chocolate cake was duly consumed here as per tradition. Though looking at the size of the cake, I'll have to :bicycle: a fair few miles in order to break even on the calories... :blink: Trouble is, I just can't resist chocolatey things :blush:
 
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It's :rain: here. Even Lexi has finally conceded defeat after several attempts at going outside and is now holed up in her igloo bed by the radiator. Poppy didn't even attempt a constitutional today.

No takers for the trap overnight. Either the rain had something to do with it, or no one around here likes Whiskas. End result is that Mr Gingernuts gets to keep his aforementioned nuts for another day.
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
I have finished painting.

Are you going to frame it?

In other news, I had a long conversation with a Robin yesterday. I was not sure if he was warning me away from his nest, or waiting patiently for me to move from where I had been digging out a large plant. He could investigate the hole for for suitable construction materials, and/or a meal.

Fortunately at that time, no one was walking along the pavement. They would have thought I was talking to my plants. I do talk to the plants, but some peeps find that very amusing. There is also a path along the edge of the field at the end of my back garden. Someone once accused me of talking to the compost heap. That would be very peculiar, as the compost is dead and cannot possibly hear me. I was talking to one of the cats.
 

TVC

Guest
Are you going to frame it?

In other news, I had a long conversation with a Robin yesterday. I was not sure if he was warning me away from his nest, or waiting patiently for me to move from where I had been digging out a large plant. He could investigate the hole for for suitable construction materials, and/or a meal.

Fortunately at that time, no one was walking along the pavement. They would have thought I was talking to my plants. I do talk to the plants, but some peeps find that very amusing. There is also a path along the edge of the field at the end of my back garden. Someone once accused me of talking to the compost heap. That would be very peculiar, as the compost is dead and cannot possibly hear me. I was talking to one of the cats.
Was he telling you about his Manc cousin and the grumpy lump who keeps forgetting to feed him?
 
I have a torch on my phone.

I had no idea.
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