Category Archives: Angry Old Bloke

A word about carrots… eeeeuuuggh! I abso-bloody-lutely hate them. Since the day my desk-mate in infant’s school heaved up his over-carroty school dinner over himself, the desk and me, I’ve been less than enamoured. I can’t remember further back from … Continue reading →

I’d like to personally thank the generous donor who made this post possible… we’ve never met, but I probably have some of your DNA on the disposable mask you were kind enough to throw over my gate yesterday. Or maybe … Continue reading →

(Not birding related) In February 2020 we rang the local authority cleansing department to ask about the dustbins they supply… a simply plug that acts as a hinge on the lid had disappeared after a collection and the lid opened … Continue reading →