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I live round the corner from an enormous shopping centre and as it's squarely between my flat and my Mum's house, I regularly short-cut through the lower deck of its car park on my way to and from there. The car park includes a number of ornamental flower beds, complete with bushes and small trees - and these are a regular roosting place for large numbers of pied wagtails.
Last night, I finally managed to take a reasonable picture of them. It's not great, but at least you can see what sort of birds they are, and if you imagine five or six more trees and a large bank of low bushes full of them and add in drifts of them skittering over the tarmac, you can see why I enjoy walking back from Mum's on Sunday nights. Especially when Spike sticks his head into a densely-populated bush and makes them all fly out.
Also, there's a green woodpecker who's been visiting the lawn at the back of our flats on a regular basis. I'm not going to try and photograph him - I can't get close enough for the camera to give me anything but a green blob indistinguishable from the grass - but it's still a fun thing to see while I walk the dogs. He's rather fearless for a yaffle and if I stop to look at him for too long he glares at me instead of flying away.
In other news, great sex apparently cures the common cold. Who knew?
cottonmanifesto and urbpan. I live round the corner from an enormous shopping centre and as it's squarely between my flat and my Mum's house, I regularly short-cut through the lower deck of its car park on my way to and from there. The car park includes a number of ornamental flower beds, complete with bushes and small trees - and these are a regular roosting place for large numbers of pied wagtails.
Last night, I finally managed to take a reasonable picture of them. It's not great, but at least you can see what sort of birds they are, and if you imagine five or six more trees and a large bank of low bushes full of them and add in drifts of them skittering over the tarmac, you can see why I enjoy walking back from Mum's on Sunday nights. Especially when Spike sticks his head into a densely-populated bush and makes them all fly out.
Also, there's a green woodpecker who's been visiting the lawn at the back of our flats on a regular basis. I'm not going to try and photograph him - I can't get close enough for the camera to give me anything but a green blob indistinguishable from the grass - but it's still a fun thing to see while I walk the dogs. He's rather fearless for a yaffle and if I stop to look at him for too long he glares at me instead of flying away.
In other news, great sex apparently cures the common cold. Who knew?
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Those green woodpeckers look delightful!
And yup, sex is great cold therapy. :)
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it slso does wonders for headaches, cramps, and mild ickiness.
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Naturally - it raises the body temperature ;) A brisk 5 mile run has the same effect. If it doesn't kill you. :D
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(Hmmm, sex and mustard... *makes notes for next time*)
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On housekeeping...
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