Mrs Tootlepedal started the day with what would have been a well deserved lie-in if she hadn’t got up in the middle of the night to watch the final of Strictly Come Dancing on the BBC I-player. In the end, we rose late and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast in her case and a more interrupted one in my case as I saw a redpoll at the feeder and jumped to get the camera.
..other birds were available too, as they say in the announcements..
…a regular visitor now
I am trying to get a grip on my sparrow recognition…
After lunch, we gathered ourselves together and went out for a walk round the Castleholm. It was another lovely day as long as you were in the sunshine. In the shade, it was absolutely freezing.
The Scots pines along the bank of the Esk were looking magnificent in the sun. I was very good and didn’t take any pictures of passing seagulls at all so we got round in good time.
On our way home, I was struck by the very pink light on the front of the Buccleuch Centre which gave it a rather Californian look, I thought.
After a refreshing cup of tea, we set out again to a soiree given by Bob and Nancy to celebrate 30 years in Caroline Street. This was a well attended do and we had to fight to get near the excellent feed that had been supplied. Bob cooks a mean meringue so I took care to have one or two of these.
The guests were a fine bunch and the brandy was excellent too so it was with quite a wrench that I tore myself away to get home in time for my tea of mince and tatties.
The reason for the rush was that we were going out in the evening for a concert at the Buccleuch Hall given by the choir Mrs Tootlepedal sings in when she is not being an evil witch. This was a most enjoyable Christmassy affair with jolly songs, carols for the audience and the Langholm Junior Brass Band in attendance.
I leave you with pictures of my favourite birds. I like them not just for their vivid colours but also for the fact that they are very good at standing still. This makes them easy to photograph.
I don’t know what was so interesting over there. In the course of the day, I checked to see how the worms are coping with the very low temperatures and I can report that they are still alive and wriggling.
Just one last bird…