Following the Tits

It’s almost 5 pm and has stopped raining, but judging by the sky, not for long.  I did manage a few minutes fresh air with a walk around the garden.

The decorator announced by text this morning that he’s coming back on Tuesday, so I have spent a bit of the day clearing furniture out of bedroom two and stripping the bed.  It’s to be hoped I don’t have any bad nights over the next few days as I’ve nowhere to go.  The third bed is also out of commission,

JJ has been busy trying to work out why my printer doesn’t print true to what is on the screen and seems to have sorted it.  He’s not one to give up.

This lunchtime I noticed a chiffchaff/willow warbler on the fence whilst the great and blue tits were on the seed feeder.  My book tells me it’s a chiffchaff and I am inclined to agree.