The delightful powdery stuff that we had for a few days has gradually thawed and re-frozen a few times to turn into that weird combination of ice and slush that makes one realise that snow is not all it's cracked up to be. But there is more on the way according to the forecast and in the meantime it has brought the Long-tailed Tits back to the garden where, inter alia, Robin, Blackbird and Wren are in evidence and a Chaffinch passed through.
Nephew-who-floats-about-the-world and his girlfriend called in for lunch last week and most welcome they were. They brought with them an enormous bunch of mixed flowers which are still all going strong over a week later.
The Sun Newspaper
It is 24 years since the Hillsborough disaster in which 96 Liverpool football supporters lost their lives when police forced them into an already over-crowded area of the Sheffield Wednesday football ground and refused to let them out, asphyxiating them. The lies that were told over those years began the very next day when the Sun newspaper accused the supporters of bringing about their own deaths through drunken and rowdy behaviour. It was not until 2012 that it was finally acknowledged by the Prime Minister in the House of Commons that there had been a massive cover-up to hide the criminal incompetence of the police. Twenty four long years of fighting for justice, but the Sun has never been forgiven on Merseyside.
It is noticeable that on our local pillar box (which isn’t even in Liverpool) the supporters of clearing the names of the 96 maintain their sticker campaign to ensure no one forgets or forgives the Sun.
And Fungi galore
On one of our morning walks Partner-who-loves-tea spotted some fungi on a tree stump. Further investigation revealed three more species. At one time I would have been able to name them straight off but for now I shall settle for naming the first two and calling the others ‘the leathery one’ and ‘the pretty one’.
Black Bulgar (Bulgaria inquinans):-
The leathery one:-
The pretty one:-
“And where is Ivy while all this snow is about?”, I hear you ask. Still confined to the house until she is neutered. So she is curled up in front of the fire with her favourite mouse that she carries all round the house. That is when she is not climbing up things that ought not to be climbed up….