The good and the not-so-good
Oct. 12th, 2009 09:20 amA very good weekend
My father came down on Friday evening. On Saturday, we went to Slimbridge, where we saw a peregrine chasing a few hundred lapwings and dunlin (although it didn't get any, as far as we could see). It was a truly magnificent spectacle.
This was followed by lunch at the Old Spot Inn in Dursley, which I've been to twice before - great welcome, great food, great beer.
On Saturday afternoon, my sister and her family also came down, and we went to the nearby playground.
On Sunday morning, my father left us to go back home. We had a very quiet day after that, with just a bit of gentle pottering around, and a walk up to see the local moorhens.
And that evening, we had the first game of the season, in the form of grey partridge. Delicious! :-)
But not quite such a good Monday
I woke up this morning with a sore throat, to add to the sniffle I've had for the last few days :-(
(On the other hand, I do now have my own desk at work!)
My father came down on Friday evening. On Saturday, we went to Slimbridge, where we saw a peregrine chasing a few hundred lapwings and dunlin (although it didn't get any, as far as we could see). It was a truly magnificent spectacle.
This was followed by lunch at the Old Spot Inn in Dursley, which I've been to twice before - great welcome, great food, great beer.
On Saturday afternoon, my sister and her family also came down, and we went to the nearby playground.
On Sunday morning, my father left us to go back home. We had a very quiet day after that, with just a bit of gentle pottering around, and a walk up to see the local moorhens.
And that evening, we had the first game of the season, in the form of grey partridge. Delicious! :-)
But not quite such a good Monday
I woke up this morning with a sore throat, to add to the sniffle I've had for the last few days :-(
(On the other hand, I do now have my own desk at work!)