Sunday, 5 July 2015
The Berlin Wall Comes Down
The four granddaughters and their parents were round yesterday. Nute put on a lovely buffet lunch - and I am going to have to put in a word for Duchy pork sausages from Waitrose. I am not a great meat eater and not a fan of sausages, but, wow, were they good. I had to be firm with myself to stick to just one of them, and not eat the whole panload.
It was a sunny day. And in the late evening when everyone had gone, Col and I went down to Endcliffe Park and photographed creepycrawlies.
The drive up on Friday was not fun - one long traffic jam - but we did manage a stop at a Reserve, where Captain Butterfly hunted the elusive Duke of Fritillary (possibly the Black Hairstreak?) and met a fellow enthusiast he knows on the same errand.