Spillikins?

Someone’s been playing giant Spillikins in the woods! It could have been Eowyn.
We were back to damp, windy weather again today and the trees were making plenty of noise as Bertie and I walked through Quinish woods. The old beech trees in particular were making some ominous creaking noises as we hurried by.
Being the first day of February I had to do my recordings of Round and About, our local monthly newspaper.