Fucking birds

The 5.30am dawn chorus wakes me up every morning and then I can't go back to sleep.  There are two pigeons determined to nest in the gutter right outside our bedroom window.  Ste has throw a flip flop at them, bashed them with a broom and I have hosed them down 3 times.  They keep coming back.. They are truly stupid, stupid birds.  To top it off there is also a bird in the garden that sounds like a mobile phone.  One that no-one picks up.  Whats left of my sanity will shortly leave me if these things don't 'beat it' very soon.

The beginning of May heatwave has been intense.  Set to be 90F tomorrow which actually means 100F out of the shade and this means at least 150F in my car.  All very well and good but it needs to be proper summer for these temperatures which means that the kids need to have finished school.  This is still another 5 weeks away.  I'm not moaning, really I'm not, I'm just hot.  And tired, due to the fucking birds

Summer (well April!) days in the garden)

For some, its just all a bit too much.

Jason (and his friend Lee) come for tea.  Good excuse for BBQ and wine/beer on a Monday!

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