Following a trail of crumbs

There was a very sweet gosling that I was trying to capture on camera when a pair of rats appeared. All the images of the gosling were blurred as it was very busy in the water. The rat is the only blip option. The Canada geese parents chased the rats away whenever they got too near to their young, but the rats always returned to nibble at crumbs of whatever had been thrown to the birds. 

I don't feed the birds, but I do feed the squirrels. Those in Dulwich Park are not in danger of going hungry. I had to compete for squirrels with two young girls. The squirrel with no tail even turned his nose up at my monkey nuts – I don't know what he's used to being fed but he didn't want standard fare. I was horrified to see a woodpigeon eat the whole monkey nut that he'd discarded. A whole monkey nut cannot be good for digestion.

It's been another scorching one today. The garden needed several waterings.

Poor Fred had to take in three heavy deliveries because I was on a video conference – a sack of nuts, a sack of sunflower hearts and a big bag of compost. I didn't plan to be on a video call every time the doorbell rang, honest.

I beat mum in the Virtual Pub Quiz – 37/52. There were a few answers I kicked myself that I didn't get. I was very pleased to answer correctly "How many stars are in our solar system?" and "What's a female alligator called?"