Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: one – a wee Christmas bonus. Feed hopper: full. Christmas carols sung badly by the female person: all that she attempted.
Loads of people here today for what they call ‘Christmas’. It seems to be a celebration of food where the people all gather around food and eat too much food and then give presents of food to each other, then eat more food, then look like death in the late afternoon (and in the case of one of The Little People, throws up food), then after a short nap they start preparing food again. It’s sort of a marathon food love-in. Weird. The good thing about it is all the foodie treats we get!
Consequently I spent much of the day in or around the treat bowl. Too busy to see Grey Gun.
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