Notes from the country with Vicky Turrell

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Food for thought

- February 09, 2026

We are here at last! We made it through last month which seemed to have a thousand days. Now we are in shorter feathery February. The birds are here too. In February they have their wedding day – so the old saying goes, you will hear their song and see their new bright feathers ready for the event. I had a new bird feeder recently and I have filled it with my home-made bird pudding. The little birds love it because it is easy for them, but the big birds are puzzled. They find it hard to use the feeder, but that does not stop them from trying. The black corvids line up on the fence like warning notes and plan their strategy. ‘Ah’ thinks one ‘I will simply land on that dangling ball and steal that delicious pudding,’ but it is not that easy. He lands on it and before he has a chance to dig his beak into that tempting mixture, he falls off. Undeterred another one has a go. ‘I will hold on to the fence and reach across,’ he thinks. He tries this, but the dangling ball of food m...

Going wrong

- January 25, 2026

Something has gone wrong. Last year in September I planted two bowls of bulbs and left them in the garage, visiting occasionally to water them. Well, I have been telling everyone that one set of bulbs is growing really fast. They are already six inches high and big buds with crumpled petals are swelling at an alarming rate. But they are not what I expected. The packet I kept with the bowl shows purple tulips, perfect as a contrast for our pale walls of the new house. How good they would look, a real artistic touch, I thought. But they are not showing one drop of colour. They are cream and will be hidden against the light background. The hole was hidden as well. Perfectly camouflaged. It was full of water and you would not know it was there. We went in with a bang and luckily, we were not moving fast but it was still a shock as we dropped and we did not expect it. We thought that the roads would be fine after extensive work last year. The following week the hole was worse an...

Making the best of it

- January 19, 2026

“I want some sweets.” How often we have heard this cry in a supermarket. Sometimes the child even lies on the floor in protest. Often it is easiest to give in. “Oh, that’s alright we have plenty of those at home,” said the dad and the little boy went placidly to the check point. I wondered if they really had the sweets at home or if the child would forget. You have probably heard the joke where a parent tells the child that the ice cream van chimes mean that they have sold out. We all invent ways of coping. Our old sunflower heads are finally completely over. We left them for the birds long after the glorious golden flowers had wilted. Now after this snowy windy weather there are only brown bent and twisted bits of debris hanging there. Oh, how I long for the summer to see the golden delights again. Then when I was coming out of the supermarket, I saw tubs to buy presumably filled with sunflower seeds as the pots were covered with photos of the yellow flowers. I was like th...

It's a bargain!

- January 14, 2026

Is it just me or does this happen to everyone? Last night I decided to grab myself a treat and a bargain, a woollen winter jumper on-line. I went on my favourite web sites for clothes and just as I was imagining myself looking good in this modern top with a matching swish scarf, I was too late. Most of the knockdown price knitwear in my size had gone. This happened to me last year and I still have not learnt my lesson – I should try to buy sooner. Another thing to look out for is the name of the colour – ‘dahlia, rose and olive’ colours seem to sell quickly. But ‘rusted, lichen and wreckage’ seem to be slower to sell. I settled for ‘Wreckage’ (they had my size). And ‘wreckage’ is a good word for our lounge today as we are taking the decorations down. Not that we had many this year for our first Christmas in our new house. We have still not unpacked the decoration box. But there are the cards to sort. Those without glitter can be recycled so that is easy but then there ...

Red

- January 11, 2026

You might guess that it would happen sometime. I just knew, but I did not think that it would be me. At this special time of year when we have lots of visitors it is more embarrassing. And worst of all it was the red and not white or champagne. I knocked a glass of red wine off the small table and it went all over the carpet. It would not have mattered too much if we were still living at our cottage where we had old stone floors and patterned rugs. But this new fitted carpet is plain and beige. The stain went diagonally across the centre of the room. How do you get rid of a red wine stain? We went to the internet of course. There is an answer to every question. I remember a friend coming to see us a long time ago at the cottage and she spilt red wine all over our new cream settee. It was before the internet and we relied on our own experiences. She rushed to the kitchen and opened a bottle of white wine and covered the stain which miraculously disappeared. We had another adve...

On line

- January 03, 2026

“I’m not paying,” shouted the man in front of me in the queue. “I just want to have a quick look round.” We were in a cathedral and the man was adamant; he only wanted to pop in for a few minutes and did not want to pay an entrance fee. He was taken to one side by a church worker as his voice got louder. Everyone felt uneasy as we edged along and I went to pay. I remember our village church door was always unlocked. You could go in and look around whenever you wanted. Then came the thefts. First, it was the lead on the roof that was stripped, then the candlesticks from inside were stolen. You need to ring the vicar if you want to go inside the village church now. At the cathedral I paid with my mobile. I have read that the limit on contactless payments is to be lifted as we carry less cash and do not write cheques. Two years ago, when I bought my glasses, my contactless payment was refused and Mr T had to come to rescue. We each paid half! I am very used to shopping on-line n...