My son Paddy had a birthday two days before my other son Charlie and both could be having lock down blues with a pair of parents rather than their mates. All the young souls need nourishing so I applauded their exploits at 100 miles away: only to be turned back when they had the mission half completed but nevertheless a lot achieved under the Cummings rules, which like with his reasoning, are made to be broken occasionally. Sea, surf and a camper van were suitable mates that day anyway.
It is lockdown but not quite. A lurking requirement needs to be fulfilled not for us but for the buzzing bees much needed in the ecosystem. So we hauled a log of larch hollowed out and prepared by the wonderful Matt Somerville into an unsuspecting oak.....three days it took for a band of little black scouts to work out this could be home. Within a week the place was alive with noise and bombarding bee activity and as the warm May air brought flowers to life the movements became move often and the buzzing from within more loud. No lockdown for these ...
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