Saturday, February 18, 2012


Lots of time this weekend as Lorraine had at last finished her course. She hardly knew what to do with herself.

To celebrate we drove off to Woods Mill. On the way there we stopped the car to look at two tractors in a field surrounded by hundreds of seagulls. A Hitchcockian sight. At Woods Mill we sought out snowdrops and sat in the bird hide looking at various woodland birds, mostly great tits, blue tits, long tailed tits, chaffinches and a robin, plus two small reddish rodents. A quick walk about in the woods and then home again.

In the evening off to see A Dangerous Method, about Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung. I quite enjoyed the film perhaps because I wasn't expecting too much from it. Lorraine quite liked it, though was dubious about the casting and Ikea Knightly's Russian accent. We saw it at The Duke of York Picturehouse a few hundred hards from home, which is always a pleasure.

Below gulls, they seemed in a great hurry to roost in the freshly ploughed earth I have no idea why, and a great tit at a feeder.

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