Listening to the Murray v Djokovic Australian Open final,  cannot bear to watch it.

Somethings are changing, others are stubbornly stuck fast.  Yesterday we went to Silver Sands beach at Aberdour, inspired to move around by beautiful beach pictures from chums in Oz for ‘Straila Day, on what turned out to be a rather beautiful day, after a week of snow, rain and the usual dire meteorological prognostications.

Prior to that it was the Big Garden Birdwatch for one hour, tally below.

2 Chaffinch, 2 Blackbird, 1 Magpie, 1 Woodpigeon, 4 House Sparrows, 2 Blue Tits, 2 Coal Tits, 2 Great Tits, 1 Robin.   Yes, they were bribed with food.

And the last, most wonderful news, is that I have discovered where Spotty Dog lives.  See here  21.02.10 post, although I think the footage has been taken down from You Tube.  I have already told Paul that we are going to London pronto tonto to see him.

*”You can’t hurry a Murray..” was a jingle for Murray Mints in the 70s and the rest is obvious.