Trying to train them to come to hand (food is the inducement).

When I set off, at midday, to St Neots a buzzard was sitting in a tree just by the road. I stopped the car and it flew off. As I returned home the buzzard was sitting on the other side of the road and I managed to get a short video before he disappeared across the neighbouring field.

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(Somehow I was expecting it and had my iPhone primed and ready). Sitting in the middle of the road a beautiful, barn owl.

I looked at him and he at me and then he flew off into the night.

100 yards further on two rabbits bounded across the road, looking white in my headlights. They caught me (and my iPhone) unawares but I was driving slowly enough to avoid crushing them beneath my tyres.

And my little bruvva

Search YouTube and “the fabulous Micky C”

“Put me down like china”

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The company, the staff, the activities and the food. There is a hairdresser who does her hair once a week – hooray.

E is a girl who has a way with chickens. You could even call her a “chicken whisperer”. One of her birds died and her parents said she could have a Bantie hen (NOT a noisy cockerel) to replace the recently departed chook. Grandad Chris brought her over this afternoon to choose a new bird.

Finally she chose a black Bantie hen (one of my favourites) and took her home in a box.