Today’s guest picture comes from my brother’s visit to Cleethorpes and shows a Victorian pier from the past and a commercial ship from the present in one shot. The Humber carries 14% of Britain’s sea trade.
Our spell of excellent weather continued but I had no time for bird watching before breakfast as I had an early appointment in Longtown to have an eye test. I approached the car with some trepidation but it started on cue and I made my eye test in good time.
As happened last year, the optician reported that my good eye had got marginally better and my bad eye had got marginally worse and after some negotiation, we settled for a new pair of ‘computer and music’ glasses and keeping my ‘getting through life ‘ glasses as they are.
When I got home, I put my eyes to use in the garden. I was looking for colour combinations today.
Some were mainly foliage and some were mainly flowery.
I did look at individual flowers too.
The garden is full of blackbirds and this female is acting as representative of the blackbird community for today.
I visited the Archive Centre to pick up some of the newspaper index to enter into the database and I also checked with the garage. They told me that they could order a new front door lock unit which they think will sort our car problem. I sat down while they told me the price and then we decided to go ahead. It should be fitted next week.
Otherwise, I rather dawdled the morning away, though I did mow the front lawn, and after lunch I watched a little of the French tennis semi-final before getting the fairly speedy bike out to check how well my back had settled down.
Pretty well, was the answer, although it was windy enough for my return journey with more downhill to take longer than the rather uphill outward journey.
I stopped for a picture or two.
After the dandelions and buttercups, a new bright yellow has arrived in the verges.
As I got near Gair, several flashes of blue caught my eye.
Unidentified green things lurked nearby.
I was surprised to see a horse munching the grass in a field full of buttercups….
…as they are mildly toxic to equines but I read that if there is enough grass in the field, the horses will leave the buttercups alone as they don’t taste nice.
I got home just in time to see Andy Murray win his match and become only the tenth man to get into all four Grand Slam finals. Sadly, we won’t be able to cheer him on on the final as we have a choir concert. Perhaps it will be for the best, as it is often agony watching long tennis matches ebbing and flowing in fortune.
After a pause to watch sparrows sparring on the feeder..
…I went out for another walk round the garden where there were yet more sparrows to be seen.
I enjoyed some flowers on the purple-pink spectrum…
…and a bee did too.
The bench on the middle lawn is getting so full of poppies that it is hard to find a place to sit…
…but I managed.
Mrs Tootlepedal has been a bit disappointed in her Candelabra Primulas but they are starting to look a bit more promising.
I retired indoors and looked out of the window.
During the day, I experimented with using the dough making facility on my bread machine with a sour dough mixture. The result was curious, producing a well thrashed product that looked remarkably like PVA glue and had about the same consistency. It was hard to handle but I put it through the normal rise, knockback and rise routine and it has come out of the oven looking quite like bread. The proof of the pudding will be in the eating.
The flying bird of the day is a siskin trying to get past a wall of sparrows to a feeder perch.