My little hedgehog (yes, I have adopted him/her) was walking down the middle of the drive yesterday so I moved him again on to the grass because I thought if the farmer came down the drive on his tractor he may well be too high up to spot the little fellow. I put out a saucer of water and a saucer of cat food but although I put it well under the bushes my hens were determined to get at it, and in any case he appeared to ignore it. You will see that I have put him on my header for a day or two. Let's hope he survives.
I worried about him last evening when we had a horrendous thunderstorm and one inch of rain fell in ten minutes. And now, as I look out of the hall window as I am writing this, it is pouring with rain again. It is the farmer's walk today, so I hope it is not raining where they are walking otherwise his new wet weather equipment will get a good testing.
How well we did in the Olympics yesterday. I suppose Jessice Ennis has got to be the highlight in the Heptathlon - she seemed so slightly built compared with the other competitors, and quite a bit shorter. Yet she pulled out and passed them all in that final run. What splendid athletes they all are.
I'm afraid that everything else has been put on hold by me while the Olympics are on. I am totally glued to the television - burning pans notwithstanding - knowing that there will not be another occasion like this in my life time. And so my creative thoughts are also on hold. Also I have just had a phone call inviting me out to lunch so must go and get all ready because my friend is also an Olympic freak and she is popping down out of the goodness of her heart to collect me (the farmer has the car). See you later