I’m fed up being asked at store checkouts if I’d like a bag for life. I’ve had one for 50 years, that’s life in anyone’s book.
Don't forget that winter will soon be upon us and our native birds are finding food scarce. Please go to a pet shop and buy a mesh feeder and a bag of nuts for our feathered friends. There is no finer sight on a winter's morning than a pair of tits around your nuts. Just remember, though . . . . it's a bit too late in the year to expect a swallow.
people are strange! I could hear some bloke playing with himself in the next toilet cubicle to me. Put me right off my sandwich!!
