We Wuz er Fust me Old China
Two years ago a lovely little river warbler used the swallows nest in the garage to rear its two chicks, luckily they fledged on exactly the same day that the swallows returned, so no harm came to them, but there was a bit of a karpuffle initially as the swallows realised that they had a squatter. That was nothing compared to the argument that ensued last week when the House Martins returned to find that their nest had been taken over by a family of House Sparrows, what and noise the Martins made but it would seem the Sparrows hung on in there, because the Martins started building just round the corner of the house.
I am sure that the local people must have thought Dr Who had arrived in Llanfair and parked his time machine at the Waterdine. None of us had seen anything like it before, Rob who had seen several of its type, thought that it had possibly been made in Russia. I must say its photo did not do it credit, it was certainly a lot bigger in the flesh than any of us had imagined, probably because at the last moment I had opted for the bigger version, not realising exactly how much bigger it was going to turn out to be. Its my age you see, when someone speaks to me in metric, although on one level I understand that a metre is a little bigger than a yard, that information does not translate into a meaningful picture in my mind.
Pam Nicks the best Birds
Whilst Pam’s lodge is being prepared she has moved in the house with us, she has also commandeered the large cherry tree which is now festooned with her various bird feeders,, We have two sorts of woodpecker in the vicinity and it is the Greater Spotted Woodpecker which has been visiting her feeders, but ignoring ours. It’s a very wary bird and always approaches the feeder by an indirect route, landing initially on one part of the cherry tree it gradually makes its approach by climbing along the back of the branches with occasional quick little peeks around until it is finally ready to commit its self.
Rejected By Swallows:
It was only after we had begun to demolish the old garage that Isabel remembered the Swallows which always nested in the rafters. What are they going to do this year? just imagine how disappointed they are going to be after flying all those thousands of miles only to find that their homes has been destroyed, she said, as she headed out the door to ask Rob to please take the nests down with care. The intention being to put the nests back on the side of the lodge in the hope that the swallows would be prepared to accept the alternative accommodation.
When the lodge was in place Isabel made it one of her first jobs to cement the nests on a little ledge under the eves, but unfortunately her thoughtfulness was to no avail, when the birds did return they obviously did not consider the offered accommodation was acceptable, Isabel was quite concerned for a few days until I spotted the two pairs flitting in and out of Roberts nice new five bedroomed house which is being built just next door and had just had a new slate roof put on, as Robert has almost single handed been building the house for the past eleven to twelve years we felt that there was plenty of time for them to raise their respective families without any immediate fear of eviction.
Bumbles New Home
If the males of the species visit the Waterdine, behind the gent’s loo door they will see a picture of the local hunt gathering for a days hunting, the picture was taken I would guess some time around the late fifties early sixties, in plain view is the old garage, which we belive was once the stables.