This morning a muntjac deer emerged from the hedge next to the duck run. It has a limp and has been seen here before and in our friend’s garden much further along the road.

Numerous adult and juvenile pheasants run across the garden all day long. The wild mallard and her solo duckling are still on the goose pond (which is at its lowest for all the years we have been here) and numerous small, wild birds are coming closer and closer to the house searching for food and water.

Looking for food and water in the drought. Nigel stay away from them!

My late father’s childhood friend, Dave.

My parents and hers knew each other for all their married lives and my dad grew up in the East End with her dad. Her mum and dad are both mentioned in my second book, “Cohencidence” (Amazon). Her lovely mother is now 97 and her father nearly 100!

She was keen to feed Dolly the kid

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The generations remain in contact and now our children have children of their own.

Their fruit eventually fall to the ground.