The visitors tomorrow and Tuesday and Wednesday will have plenty of produce to take home. J still has to pick sweet peppers this evening

I usually change the water in the duck run every 4 days but in common with everyone else I’m trying to save water. At last, after 10 days, I’ve cleaned out the duck run but carefully used the old water to nourish the plants in the garden.

He loves to be stroked and spoken with as I walk past him on the way to the goose

Down at the pond the mother and her duckling are surviving (and the duckling is growing)

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