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Showing posts with label Minsmere. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Minsmere. Show all posts

Monday, May 28, 2007

The Art of Camo-flarge

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: hibernaytin
  • Simpsons: no, they don't do weekends
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
  • Day Score: 6.9994/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

As it is Spring Bank Holiday heer in Ingerland, it is pouring with rain. Hey ho!

So I thort I wud go throo sum foto's I tuk on a sunnier weekend, larst month. Wen I waz goin throo them I notist a theme: sum of them mayde grate exampols of the art of camo-flarge. This is an art I know sumthing abowt, bein, as yu know, a graduate of Spy Collidge. Ah! But I am happy to share a few exampols with yu sivillians out there. Heer goes:

spot the butterfly... if yor REELLY gud, yu mite spot the spider, too


ther wer lots of creepy-crawlies on this ded tree, but so well flarged they disappear in the foto!



beleev it or not, ther are 3 sheep hidin in this tree



an exampol of "How Not To Be Flarged"


a close-up reveels this hare has a smarter frend tho: see ears, right

Hope yu enjoyd that edukayshional foray. An if yor havin the sayme weather as Colchester is today, I hope it took yor mind off it for a bit.

Bye fer now!

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Marigolds Week 2 & Silly Bearded Twits

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10 -based on ONE attack only, on Mummy, cos Grayum is refusing to join in
  • Day Score: 7.39/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

As promist larst week, I am here with an update on my marigolding. Here's how they were looking this eevnin:

I have 13 shoots. They've had a sprinkling of fresh water every day, an 2 tastes of my own speshol fertilizer. All seems to be going well. To compare with larst week's photo (which is basically just er, mud,) click here.

I'd hav posted this vital informayshun earlier, but we all went off to a Nature Reserve today, called Minsmere.

The jerney is a bit of a trial, becos it's in Suffolk. Now, Suffolk has a strange tradishun of painting its houses PINK. And yu remember about Dilly & pink????? Yep, that's right: obsessed. So evry time we drive past one she shouts out "PINK HOUSE!!!". It's loud enuff wen she's right next to yu shouting it down yor ear, but her long snout amplifies it by several times. I'm surprised I've got eny fur left on my ears at all.

Speaking of amplified booms, Mummy spotted a weird bird called a bittern. It duzzent churp or enything, it BOOMS. It hides in reedbeds an is very, very elusive. There aren't menny of them in the country, ownly about 20 of the booming boy wuns, so wen she spotted it arfter just a few minutes, lots of the old guys with beards, an huge cameras, hoo'd been sitting there fer hours (hehehehehe), got a teensy bit narked.

Wen the time came to come home, the people in charge were arsking all the men if they saw the bittern, but no one asked Mummy. She sed it was becos she didn't hav a big camera or a willy. But I didn't even no they had THOSE on display, an told her, nah, it was probably the lack of beard.

Here is a mercifully short film of Dilly looking at the birds. You'll hear her calling them wagon-birds. This is because they descended from dinosaurs which, she says, are wagons. (Sigh...)

(if you carn't see it here, try here.)

Obviously, you'll hav realised, her coming along with us today means that she has finished inkew-baiting her egg. More on that, tomorrow......

Bye fer now!