It was so gloomy today that I have looked back to Venetia’s Marseille trip for some sunshine to lighten up the post. This fine boat is called Sherakhan. It is registered in Rotterdam, and you can charter her with its 19-strong crew and space for 26 guests, for a mere half million dollars per week; Mrs T and I are thinking of hiring it next week for a bit of a change and some sea air.
It was Remembrance Day today and it was a pity that an already sombre day should have been made much greyer by persistent rain in the morning. Mrs Tootlepedal and I went off to sing with the church choir. The choir was only 11 strong and as the music for the service was provided by the Town Band, it probably didn’t make much difference to the total sound whether we sang or not. However, we did sing a short unaccompanied hymn as an anthem so we did contribute our bit to the service.
I had made a pasta sauce in the slow cooker after breakfast and when we got back home, I made some lentil and vegetable soup for lunch and watched the birds. A sparrow hawk had made an unavailing fly past down our drive just before I got the camera set up so I had to wait a while for the small birds to come back. When they did arrive, it turned out to be goldfinch time.
There were other birds too. I can just see a chaffinch hiding behind the feeder here.
…and a coal tit was not afraid to share with bigger birds.
The goldfinches came in scruffy…
…and smart turnouts.
This one looked very secure while waiting its turn on the feeder pole….
…but for coal tits with smaller feet, the wet and breezy weather made hanging on a trickier matter.
A greenfinch looked as fed up with the weather as we were.
We didn’t have long to look at the birds though and after lunch, we went off to Carlisle to stock up with cheese and dates (and other necessities of life) and sing with the Carlisle Community Choir.
We set off in pouring rain but fortunately, the day brightened up a bit and the rain had stopped by the time that we got to Carlisle.
We are in full Christmas concert mode with the choir so we had a cheery couple of hours with tinkling bells and general good news.
The singing lessons and the speech therapist’s exercises are paying off and my voice stood up to a heavy day of warbling very well. I hope to get back to exercising my leg tomorrow but looking at the forecast, the indoor bike may be as far as I can travel.
Among the mass of goldfinches, a chaffinch once again managed to capture the honour of being the flying bird of the day.