When we first moved to The Gables 11 years ago we saw plenty of chaffinches. Over the past few years I have hardly seen any in our garden. This morning, outside the kitchen door in the silver birch tree, I heard the distinctive song and saw a chaffinch. Welcome back.

And a bag of presents

The August lambs have moved to a new home a few fields away with new owners

33 children plus parents and grandparents. Over 70 participants. No wonder my throat is dry.