Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
Top Secret
by admin - 19:30 on 18 June 2010
Today it wasn't cats or pheasants that woke me at 5am – it was the bedside alarm. I'd voluntarily agreed to rise at silly o'clock to accompany Andrew and Dolphin James to a location so secret I'm not even allowed to reveal what wildlife we hoped to see for fear that this will cause the hundreds of snappers who read these ramblings to clog up the roads and scare away our quarry in a crazed attempt to follow our lead.
I can say that we were successful in our quest. The resultant snaps will be made public in the future.
A couple of roe deer wandered through the woodland glade we'd staked out, neither of whom seemed too concerned by the fusillade of snapping unleashed by the wildlife paparazzi, so at least I have one picture to display.
My early morning followed an evening of excitement – the first band rehearsal for around two months. Harris, the potential new singer, was confirmed in the role after he made a decent showing despite the handicap of a backing band that was desperately out of practice.
However, the work schedules of jet-set Adam and high-seas Jim mean it might be another two months before we're all in the same place at the same time. It's just as well that we don't rely on our musical earnings.
In my absence, Matchgirl was treated to visits by Miss Marten and, ten minutes after she left, by Master Marten. If I'm lucky they might turn up together one evening.
Her viewing companion this time was Bess, much to the disgust of Spider who lost her front row seat on the windowsill. Deprived of the sight of cavorting pine martens, she went upstairs to sulk, Matchgirl reports. A martoholic foiled.
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