Today’s picture shows a member of the cleaning staff at a café in Nottingham encountered by my brother.
After I posted last night’s blog, Mrs Tootlepedal and I went up to the White Yett to do some stargazing. We were hoping to see some meteors and we did, though not as many as we had hoped. We also saw the International Space Station zooming across the sky which was a first for us. It was a very clear night and the Milky Way was spread across the sky above us. I had hoped to be able to take some streaky photos but the meteors were too few and far between to give me a chance. It was a long time since I had been out in the dark, away from town lighting and it was a very satisfying experience.
It was still clear in the morning and as Dropscone was off playing in a golf tournament at Hawick for old men, I took the opportunity of the fine sunny weather to go cycling with Mrs Tootlepedal. We took a fifteen mile tour round Enzieholm Bridge, taking our time and admiring the scenery as we went.
We made several unscheduled stops to admire the wild raspberries too (and eat a good few of them as we went).
We couldn’t help notice the ongoing construction of the new primary school as we passed.
It looks very alien in the middle of a stone built town but maybe the finished product will look all right.
It was a very enjoyable trip and another chance to try out the new glasses. When we got home, I walked round the garden and met some new flowers. There is a fresh Shirley poppy out just to show that there was some variety in Mrs Tootlepedal’s seed packet.
And a striking new lily has appeared in the back border. It has an appropriate name after last night’s activities..
Just to prove me wrong yet again after I said that the roses had finished, three new flowers have bloomed.
I am always pleased to see blue tits in the garden. We seem to have at least one family at the moment.
And I was delighted to see the first coloured butterfly of the year.
After lunch, I went to the tourist information point where I was impressed by the hanging basket outside the door.
It has been a good year for hanging baskets.
I was able to give information to two tourists and I was visited by Sandy who kindly came in to stop me getting too bored.
After I locked up, I bought an ice cream and sat by the river while I ate it.
I filled the car up with diesel and then went to pick up Sandy. We had arranged to go wild raspberry picking as I had felt that there were plenty to go round as we passed them on our morning ride. We spent about three quarters of an hour and picked three pounds of fruit between us. (We actually picked a bit more than that but I dropped my bowl and spilt some.)
When we had had enough picking, we walked up a small hill nearby.
We were looking for a good view of the town.
It was a bit annoying that the sun had gone in by the time we were taking our photographs but photo editors can always help.
We also looked back up the valley along which Mrs Tootlepedal and I had cycled in the morning.
The large house in the foreground was built for the owner of a mill in the town which has finally closed this year.
Sandy has posted some very nice pictures of our walk yesterday which you can find here.
When I got home, I just had enough energy to shift a bit more of the compost from bin A into bin B before collapsing in front of a delicious meal cooked by Mrs Tootlepedal.
After tea, I made some jam from the raspberries that Sandy and I had picked. it looks all right but the taste test will come tomorrow.
Three for him and three for me.
The flying bird of the day is one of those black headed gulls I was watching with my ice cream in hand.