A fluffy little critter tweeting in the branches.
Admin1 is rereading Joe Country by Mick Herron. Admin2’s old book to reread was The Man Who Japed by Philip K Dick; the protagonist, driven by unconscious desires, subverts the country’s morals with propaganda. Couldn’t happen here.
Are you looking at my bird?
Admin1 is reading A High Mortality of Doves (ooh, sorry, doves) by Kate Ellis. Admin2 is reading Dead Man’s Lane, also by Kate Ellis.
The solar panels reached double figures (10.163kWh) for the first time this year today.
Magpies have built a fine nest next to our house (apparently magpies nest next to humans to keep away their crow kin) and today Admin1 sent up the drone to look for blue eggs or fluffy chicks, but they had built a roof and the tree was in leaf so no luck.
Meanwhile Admin1 had his first stab at making a Battenburg cake which turned out extremely well. A lovely meal was had by all and we scored 11 on the GSQ.
Admin1 is reading The Stone Chamber by Kate Ellis and Admin2 is reading Rewind by Catherine Ryan Howard, which was extremely implausible.
Looking over its shoulder.
Admin1 is reading The Ottoman Secret by Raymond Khoury. Admin2 is rereading We Can Build You by Philip K Dick, which abandons the storyline of plucky robotics startup versus bald American hypercapitalist halfway through to segue into a mass of psychobabble about a love-hate relationship between two mentally challenged characters.
We have an infestation of these smartly dressed birds at the moment. They are as bad as squirrels.
Admin1 is reading I Know What I Saw by Imran Mahmood, which Admin2 liked but Admin1 just found highly irritating. Admin2 is reading Right to Kill by John Barlow. Today was our equal warmest day this year: 15.0°C
A robin flying through the ivy. Merry Women’s Day Eve everybody!
Admin1 is reading Cloud Cuckoo Land by Anthony Doerr, a wonderful and engrossing novel about books, libraries, and hope in dark times. Admin2 is reading The Dumas Club by Arturo Perez Reverte, an overblown Eco-esque conspiracy thriller linking The Three Musketeers with a manual for summoning the devil.
Happy Pancake/St Dave’s Day everybody.
February was seasonally cold and less than averagely sunny but it was by far the rainiest month since our records began: 162.6mm.
Admin2 is reading The Doors of Eden by Adrian Tchaikovsky.
A little bird tells us that today is an auspicious and wonderful day in a specific and limited way!
Meanwhile, on the preferred pronouns front, Admin1 is rereading It by Stephen King and Admin2 is reading The This by Adam Roberts; a Hegelian riposte to the Kantian The Thing Itself, but also a rollicking skiffy adventure.
Welcome to these two representatives of a great and greedy flock, dull at a distance but spangled with iridescent sequins in close-up.
Admin2 is rereading Next to Nature, Art by Penelope Fitzgerald; arty people arrive for a course at a country house before the age of social media.
We scored FOURTEEN on the GSQ; 14.5 if you count a narrow miss, which we didn’t.
Not a red red robin but a black black blackbird to greet us on Christmas morning. We have had a quiet day, saving up for the family occasion tomorrow (lateral flow tests permitting).
Admin1 is rereading Ten-second Staircase by Christopher Fowler.
A black and white bird in a technicolor tree in the afternoon sun.
Admin1 is reading The Dying Day by Vaseem Khan (hey Mr Author, your research is showing!). Admin2 is reading Surgeons’ Hall by ES Thomson.
We scored 9.5 on the GSQ.
Admin1 has been playing Assassin’s Creed Origins, a vast open-world game set in Egypt, circa 57BC. Some effort has gone into making it accurate, with consultant historians and linguists, and it’s undeniably impressive.
Here’s an eagle’s-eye view of Alexandria at sunset, taking in the Hippodrome, the museum, the famous library, the theatre, docks and ending up at the Ancient Wonder Pharos lighthouse, rediscovered in 1968.
There are also pyramids and the Sphinx…
…and, of course, cats:
Meanwhile, Admin1 is reading The Chalk Circle Man by Fred Vargas and Admin2 is reading The Other Mother by Michel Bussi.
We put our fruit bowl outside to entice the fruit flies out of the kitchen and the tits went for the fruit instead. But here is a starling of sense eating the bird food.
Admin1 is reading The Three Evangelists by Fred Vargas. Admin2 is reading The Killing Kind by Jane Casey, a horrible book about horrible people.
Our trip to (occasionally) sunny Scarborough involved pirate ships:
Donkeys (go, Audrey!):
Many, many seagulls (and distant dolphins leaping above the waves but too far away to photograph):
Scrumptious fish and chips from Winking Willy’s famous emporium with its amusing signage:
And finally, let’s all go down the…
A wonderful 20th wedding anniversary trip was had by all! Well, apart from Dave and Bob, the latter of whom had his bubble burst at primary school and they have to isolate 🙁
We stayed again at the Green Gables hotel (great breakfasts, but it bears more than a passing resemblance to Hilbert’s Hotel), and again failed to photograph its magnificent but elusive cat. Next time…
Admin2 has been reading Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro, the tale of a sickly teenager and her devoted robot friend, which was so engaging that Admin2 dreamed the whole thing after reading the first chapter, but so predictable that she got the ending right.
We scored 9 on the GWQ.
Prunella modularis channelling Keir Starmer with its hard stare and puffy quiff. Apparently the females of this species prefer to keep two males on the go.
Admin1 is reading The Accordionist by Fred Vargas.
Stomping around in the rain in the far distance, looking thoroughly pissed off, despite its lovely fluffy trousers.
Admin1 is reading Broken Homes by Ben Aaronovitch. Admin2 is reading Orkney Twilight by Clare Carson.