Saturdays are usually a bit up and down, round and about, in and out days, hence ‘Scatter’ or ‘Scattery’ Days.
Today we went into Boston looking for ferrules for Hubby’s sticks as his are almost through the rubber, even with the penny washer in the bottom.
The ones we’re after are like hens teeth, but being Market Day today (and we forgot to look last week), it was a good excuse for a field trip.
They didn’t have any, so as we are full of alphabet alternative plans, Hubby will order a dozen off the internet. The last ones we purchased cost £1.50 each, but he can get them on-line at 49p each, plus p&p, which will set him back just under a tenner in total.
Whilst we were there, we went into one of the major craft shops and Hubby got my birthday present, even though it’s three weeks away.
I had a set of these before but like so many things when we bought the boat, they got sent to charity. There are 12 frames, and you can cut either inside or outside the frame for size and they are great for adding something a little bit special to a basic card. The bits I cut out I use as backing on others, so I don’t waste anything.
We also got some more toppings and trimmings so I shall be having a session relatively soon.
From there, we filled up with fuel then went out to the woods, parking at the top in the lay-by this time rather than play dodge-the-crater in the main car park.
We only saw one couple, and that was on the way back. They had a two year old golden labrador who was extremely friendly and inquisitive. Maggie was hot, bothered and tired, so we played safe and clipped her. We suggested they be on the look out for adders as they were likely to be basking in the sun in the bracken. We hadn’t actually seen any today, but conditions are ideal for them at the moment.
The soil here is quite sandy, and perfect for ground wasps.
Mum digs a hole, plonks in some bugs for nutrients, lays an egg, and then seals the hole. The egg hatches, wasp junior eats his fill, then burrows his way out.
Everywhere is potted with tiny holes of the hatched insects.
Back at the car, we gave Maggie a drink and she drained her bowl. She is completely flaked out on her cushion now, and Hubby is giving it a few Zzzzzzs in the sofa.
I’m not cooking today. At 14ºC (58ºF), it’s too hot, so it shall be turkey salad sandwiches today.