Short-eared owl and hen harrier spotted.
Carolyn gets Quo tickets!
On a strange tree in Carolyn's garden.
...if you are hoping to find one in your garden, say.
I'm back from Rome.
In which I go dowsing.
What might once have taken you several weeks to track someone down to find out the information you needed, now, thanks to the wonders of online chat and email, takes mere days.
On a bollocks hypothesis about bees and fault lines.
In which I sample Carolyn's damson gin.
In which I trick Carolyn with Roman numerals.