Last night I saw bats here for the first time. I welcome them - though I cant hear them like I could in my younger days - possibly due to the lack of hot water and general cold making the ablution of ears a luxury to be undertaken only in times of need. Such as the unexpected appearance of small trees on the pillow in the morning.
This afternoon we heard a cuckoo. This is delightful is it not? I have a friend living the crofting life on the west coast who hates cuckoos cos they never shut up. I can well imagine and think it is time to start planning my aural arboretum. It could be a good wee money spinner too.
Wednesday, 30 April 2008
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will that friend on the West Coast be Christian, who gets up in the middle of the night to throw stones at the cuckoo? (Luckily he is a cr@* shot so always misses.)
Indeed it would. Good idea - thanks for the tip.
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