Once I had picked myself up (see todays Music shot), I ventured out to see hoe Ratty was coping after the storm this afternoon.
It was lovely to see that Mum had come along to sing him a bed-time lullaby.
We have currently got a young jackday wedged about 5 feet up one of our chimneys. Squawking its head off all day. This happens every year. It will eventually fall down, trash the dining room and I will put it on the garage roof where its mother will feed it. It feel like groundhog day. Wish it would get on with it the noise is awful!
