Tootlepedal sings

Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who was showing a friend, who is very interested in rocks, a fine example of worked stone in Trafalgar Square.

Guarding Nelson's column, Trafalgar Square

It was a dull day as far as the weather went with intermittent drizzle for most of the day and it was a dull day as far as getting out and about went as I spent most of the morning and some of the afternoon writing some remarks to go between the items at our concert in the evening.

A moment of interest came over breakfast when the sharp eyed Mrs Tootlepedal notice some parenting going on under the feeder.

blackbird
I’m hungry!
blackbird
I’m really, really hungry!
blackbird
I’m hungry now this minute!
blackbird
Call that a meal?

It is amusing to see such a large bird standing in a heap of food still having to rely on a parent.

We were visited by a blue tit a moment or two later.

blue tit

The blue tit behaviour is a bit mystifying as they appear out of nowhere, take one or two seeds and then disappear for days again.

Mrs Tootlepedal went off to sing in church and I slaved over a hot computer.  I had been asked to write a brief review of last night’s concert which was added to my in tray but which was a pleasure to do because I had enjoyed The Sweet Lowdown so much.

After lunch, there was a moment to look out of the window…

a ringed redpoll
A colourful redpoll which has flown into a ringer’s net at some time.

..before returning to do the last two intros for the concert.   Of course if I had done this work when I first knew about it, I wouldn’t have had to spend so much time on it at the last minute but I seem to need an impending deadline to get me going.  Anyway, I got it finished in time and went along to the Buccleuch Centre to help put out the chairs.

Mrs Tootlepedal came along later and we had a full rehearsal with the orchestra for the concert.    Luckily the programme is quite short and we had plenty of time to go home for tea before the evening show.  Once again, as we ate, the sharp eyed Mrs Tootlepedal was on the alert.  Because I taken had so few pictures during the day, I have put quite of a lot of this one bird in tonight.

sparrowhawk
It looked right
sparrowhawk
It looked left
sparrowhawk
It looked down
sparrowhawk April 2014
And as I crept nearer the window, it looked straight at me

But not seeing anything to eat, it turned its back….

sparrowhawk April 2014

…and flew off into the plum tree and pretended to be a chaffinch.

sparrowhawk April 2014

When no other birds were fooled into approaching it, it flapped lazily off.  That made my day.  Sparrowhawks don’t usually sit still for so long on our feeder.

When the time came, Mrs Tootlepedal and I went back to the Buccleuch Centre to sing in our concert.  Sandy was in the audience and took recordings of several of the pieces and I hope to be able to put a short extract from this onto the blog soon.

Although I am not really a singer, I had offered to sing one of Gilbert’s patter songs, Sir Joseph Porter KCB from HMS Pinafore and in the event, I really enjoyed singing to a good sized audience with an orchestra to accompany me.  In general the choir sang as well as we could expect and the audience seemed to enjoy the evening a good deal.  One of them even said to me as she came out,  “I could have done with all that again.”  This is not a sentiment that you often or indeed ever hear after an amateur concert and was in part a tribute to the sensible programming which kept the concert to a very reasonable hour and a half with interval.

As a reward for the work on the introductions to the numbers, I got one or two nice laughs which for a would be comedian like myself is better than a tonic.

We both enjoyed our singing but will go to bed tonight feeling that we have been hard at work during the day.

Owing to the poor light and the presence of the sparrowhawk, flying bird opportunities were few and far between and in the absence of a decent shot, I have gone for a picture that shows that even on the gloomiest day, Mrs Tootlepedal’s garden offers a feast of colours

flower beds

 

 

 

 

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

40 thoughts on “Tootlepedal sings

  1. Stunning lesser redpoll photo, demanding youngster shots are superb …and that sparrowhawk endeavouring to do what they do. I love the photo of of Mrs T’s wonderful splash of a garden of spring colours. A real eye brightener. 🙂

  2. I can truly sympathize with the parent bird feeding the young one – a good series of photos, as is the one of the sparrowhawk.

    Congrats on a good musical evening.

  3. Wonderful series of bird pictures! So glad you got some laughs at your introductions. I would have loved to have heard the patter song. Look forward to Sandy’s recordings soon.

  4. Glad the concert was such a success including your solo and the amusing comments you made between items. Those sparrow hawk shots were wonderful, a real eyeopener for me.

  5. Congratulations on a concert well done! Would have loved to be in the audience! The sparrow hawk pictures are really wonderful, as is your narration. Mrs. T’s lovely garden is a sight for sore eyes – such a riot of color.

  6. I’m just so knocked out by the sparrowhawk that I can’t think about anything else. OK, I liked the Parenting Series, too. But that sparrowhawk . . .

  7. We’re in the middle of more rain (and a bit of that other stuff-that-shall-not-be- named) and grey skies, so the last picture of Mrs. T’s glorious garden is very cheering. Thank you!

  8. Glad the concert went well. The sparrow hawk shots were a rare thing and I’m glad he hung around for a photo opportunity. Mrs T’s garden looks lovely as ever.

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