Some things are nicer than others
been watching them all week. Since the big garden birdwatch, it has become
obvious that there is not a great variety of species on our bird table. The
house sparrow, once the boring taker of all the food, is almost absent today. The greedy starlings who once scoffed
everything I put out have not made an appearance this year either. The ‘pests’
now are the greedy magpies strutting about in their startling black and white
outfits. They are everywhere in our garden hopping along and leaving no stone
unturned. Somehow, I am not keen on magpies.
very frequent visitor which I like very much is the little, long tailed tit.
They come in flocks searching for scraps that the other birds have left. They
are smaller than a ping pong ball in muted black and white with a pale pink
belly. Strange how we like some birds but not others when they are all enjoying
our gardens and trying to find food to stay alive in the winter.
that I would like the lady before I spoke to her. She was sitting alone at a
table in a crowded café at the weekend.
these seats taken?” We asked.
please use them I am leaving soon,” she spoke gently. She looked so calm and
comfortable looking at her mobile phone. She was going to meet a friend she
explained. Her white hair was cut short but fell loosely over her rosy cheeked smiling
face. We soon got talking and she told me that her husband had died last year
and that she was wondering whether to move house. She lived in a beautiful expensive
bungalow, but it was too big for her now. And she told me that it used to have
views of the golf course on one side and views over the fields on the other.
Now there was a new building estate with much needed houses. But they limited
her views and a rich person had bought several of them and now they are holiday
lets. With lots of comings and goings her home was not the same, but would a
new house be free of problems? Probably not.
is no easy answer, it’s not the money it’s the quality of life,” she smiled as
she went off for the day with her friend.
comparing the money with the quality of life when I look at the smart meter readout
in my kitchen. Should I keep the electric heater on and enjoy the warmth or
switch it off and stop the numbers flashing up (and my money going down) at an
(Taken from my column in the Shropshire Star)