Today’s guest picture is another from my brother’s visit to Haarlem. It shows a clock dated 1520 still telling the correct time.
After a weekend of rest, the men were back hard at work on the end wall. The end of the roof has been re-tiled, a start made on the fireplace and a beam suitably reinforced so all is going well. None of this made for a good photo opportunity unfortunately.
Mrs Tootlepedal went off to a church choir practice and I was joined by Dropscone (bearing scones) for an early coffee. I had a busy day in store so our coffee was early to give me time to go for a walk and get some business done before lunch. The early start threw the minister’s scone detecting mechanism off kilter and he appeared after the scones had been eaten and the coffee had got rather lukewarm. He took it well.
The coming and going of coffee drinkers, choir singers and wall workers made for a quiet day at the feeder but a few siskins turned up…
There was a little snow on the ground when we woke up and there was a tremendous flurry of snow while we were drinking our coffee but it stopped after a short while and so I was able to go out for my intended walk.
A sprinkling of snow on Whita was all that there was to show for the snow shower.
I noticed that I was being observed as I snapped away by a couple in the crows’ nest.
In the event, I didn’t need to have hurried as the clouds passed over harmlessly and I was able to walk up to the town to do some business. One of the bits of business was paying in a cheque which the government has sent me. It was a repayment for the road tax on the old Kangoo which I have just sold and what made it even better was that I hadn’t had to fill in a form or phone anyone up. The DVLA just sent it to me automatically. That’s what I call good government and excellent IT systems.
After lunch, I went off to play trios with Isabel and Mike and yet again we had a most enjoyable time. Mike, who is a cellist, played a couple of pieces on a violin which Dropspcone had lent him. It had been made for one of Dropscone’s children by a local instrument maker in the town some years ago.
The musical part of the day continued with the arrival of my flute pupil Luke for his weekly lesson. I am trying to get him to improve his breathing, having found a lot of benefit for my own flute playing from recent singing lessons . I hope he will work at it but I realise that standing in front of a mirror practising breathing and posture is not as much fun as playing tunes. I know which I would have been doing when I was his age.
In the evening, I went off to a meeting of our local camera club. Owing to work commitments and ill health, we had a small (but select) turnout and we finished a bit early in the absence of a good number of member’s photographs to look at. It was an interesting meeting all the same and it was agreed that we will meet for a couple more months.
The flying bird of the day is one of the few siskins about.