Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who is beginning to get about again. She visited the south bank of the Thames and admired the view of St Paul’s and the “Wobbly Millennium Bridge” (now stabilised).
Our weather is coming from the east at the moment so the temperature has dropped well into single figures and with a brisk wind blowing, it was not a day for idling around outside.
All the same, I had to go out after breakfast to return the key of the room where we had had our camera club meeting last night but I walked briskly and only stopped for one quick test of my new phone’s camera on the way.
The wind was coming from the left so by the time that I got home, a little sunshine had arrived and I tested the phone camera on a couple of the few remaining flowers in the garden.
The berberis is getting very thin on top now.
I am still trying to get a balance between exercise and rest for my leg so I spent a quiet morning in, intending to go for a walk in the afternoon.
The birds provided a diversion.
There were goldfinch swirls….
..and chaffinch twirls…
…and an anxious goldfinch hoping that a chaffinch had judged its braking distance correctly.
Mrs Tootlepedal had put some breadcrumbs out on the lawn yesterday and two rather baffled jackdaws arrived today and wondered where they had all gone.
On the whole, it was a quiet day and there were more chaffinches in the plum tree than on the feeder.
After lunch, I went round to Nancy with a bank statement for the Archive Group and the experience of that very short walk made me reconsider my plan for a longer walk and I went home and put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database instead.
Later Nancy came round with the completed accounts for the Archive Group for the year and happily, we are still solvent.
I partially made up for not going for a walk by doing a short spell on the bike to nowhere in the garage later in the afternoon and was pleased to find that my leg is continuing to improve.
This was successfully tested by a walk to the Buccleuch Centre in the evening where Mrs Tootlepedal and I watched a screened performance of the “The Madness of George III” by Alan Bennett at the Nottingham Playhouse. I had seen the film some time ago and wondered if I would enjoy the play as much. As it turned out, I enjoyed the play more as it was an excellent production and the immediacy of the live drama was very emotionally touching.
It says it is going to be colder still tomorrow. I will have to think about putting the winter tyres on the car soon, not to mention looking out the winter undergarments for the driver.
The flying bird of the day is one of the chaffinches.
17 thoughts on “A night of madness”
The new phone camera seems to do a fine job, certainly better than mine.
I’m glad the leg is getting better.
It even has the capability of allowing me to choose settings….when I have mastered this.
Your phone camera got good results.
I know it is frustrating when the leg improves is slow. Glad it’s still improving.
I also saw the play. I also thought it was an excellent production – Mark Gatiss outstanding – but I just cannot cope with women playing male roles. It reminds me of my (all girls) school plays.
Mrs T was put off by that too but it didn’t bother me at all as I thought that they all acted very well…..and I considered how few parts for women there would have been in the play otherwise.
Amazing, Wonderful, Beautiful!!! Thanks.
hope you and your leg and your camera have a good celebratory day tomorrow
The leg is better and we will visit Matilda so all should be well.
Excellent results from the new phone camera. Glad you enjoyed your evening outing.
It’s all been said!
Yes, that phone camera is excellent. Oh, that village! And to me, a good play is always better than a good movie. A bad play, on the other hand…
Like the ‘poetic’ comments about your birds..like their photos too!
You are going too far in the use of poetic, I feel.
Your new phone takes excellent photos, I’m impressed! It was fun watching your birds at the feeders too.
Great flower photos on the phone.