A LITTLE RIOTERS PRAYER
Our father, who art in prison, my mum knows not thy name,
Thy Riots come,we had some fun, in Birmingham, as it is in London.
Give us this day our Welfare bread and forgive us our looting,
As we're happy to rob those who defend their stuff against us,
Lead us not into employment but deliver us free housing,
For ours is the Blackberries, the Burberry and the Barcardi,
Forever and ever.……………………. Innit !!!!
I received this this morning which if nothing else gave me something to share. We have walked for two hours and have absolutely nothing to show for it. It was however a grand if chilly morning. Almost gloves cool.
I’ve just been out in search of insects for a spot of macro work. A crane fly. Red admirals and Peacock Butterflies all of which I failed to catch. They were in superb condition………..you’ll have to take my word for it.
I did the same to a Blue Tit. Sitting on the new peanut feeder…….Peanuts are a small fortune at the moment so I invested in a Squirrel proof dispenser……bet it isn’t. Peanut butter must be back in fashion though Lord knows why. Nasty dry tasting stuff.
Tomorrow I’m away to Kirkby Stephen. I hope you are all enjoying whatever it is you are up to. Have fun. I will I’m going to polish the front of the van again.