That run in with Lyxumia was a pretty unpleasant six weeks. Fortunately, my bloods are now much more near normal early in the morning, better still, I feel almost human again and have more energy.
January bills are a drag. I'm still cutting the Christmas tree up. Had to go out and buy some new secateurs as depite having two pairs, could I find either when I wanted em ?
Popped in to Wilko and ended up buying a new hanging feeder for the beaky villains, a square block of fat with fruit in, a special cage so you can hang it so the pigeons won't get it, fat balls for the starlings and a bag of mealworms.
Saw someone stacking dog baskets or something and asked if she could point me in the direction of the secateurs which she did.
It was only when I got to the checkout and saw this lady paying for her stuff, including a new dog basket that I realised she didn't work there. I apologised profusely for mistaking here for a dog basket stacker.
And yes, you guessed it, the beaked villains are eating better then me at the moment, especially as I've all but given up alcohol and have been strict on calories since the start of the working new year.
This weekend is the national RSPB bird watch weekend, where you record and send to them the results of one hour's bird watching just about anywhere you are.
I don't need to record, I can tell them now. At least a dozen overfed cheeky greenfinches who take up residence on a peg at the feeder and munch black sunflower seeds, spit out the husks and don't move until they are full.
When there are free pegs, hyperactive blue tits and great tits who sweep in, take a seed and fly off again. One or two like to hop up on the bird table and bash the seed to get at the heart, though these days I don't see Basher who did that all the time, I'm sure he gave himself a headache.
Then there's up to fifteen cheeky starlings who like the hanging cage filled with fat balls. They're indifferent to the new block with fruit in, picky little bastards.
Meal worms are put out as a treat, as they aren't cheap. Those last minutes if the starlings spot them.
Still not heard about getting a Euro grant to fund this feeding program. Must've got lost in the post.
So I will indeed set aside an hour for the RSPB, but the result won't be much different than reported here.