Critters.

 

Moorhens are quite territorial and are very aggressive towards other critters who invade their space. They spend most of their time hidden in the canal-side vegetation, but come out to feed their chicks once they are afloat. Swimming jerkily along, making a click-click sound, they seem almost like mechanical wind up creatures. Are Moorhen chicks the ugliest looking baby birds with their sore looking heads and black bulging eyes?

 

These young lambs and calves were sunning themselves alongside their mothers.

Farewell.

                           

It was such a beautiful morning we decided to walk into Rugby to meet up with our friends before parting company for the summer season. This wide straight pathway leads almost directly  from Brownsover right into the town centre. Since we last walked this route the steep steps over the railway lines have been replaced with a zig-zag construction. This makes it easier for wheelchair, pushchair and cycle users to negotiate now.

                           

When  passing the park we could hear bells, then we saw this moveable contraption where people were trying out  their campanology skills. After an enjoyable chat over drinks and a snack with Lynne and Paul we said our goodbyes and made our way back to Oakfield. Bottle walked and I caught the No 12 bus up to Aldi in Coton Park, then walked back down the hill home.

Brownsover.

                       

This was our lovely porthole view for a while, and when we woke up one morning a spider had woven it’s silky web there, glinting in the sun.

                        

There are plenty of natures clocks and bells around the hedgerows here.

Specsavers.

 

Himself had accidentally plopped his glasses into the canal some weeks back and had been wearing his spare old pair. So, a trip to the opticians was needed and we caught the Rugby bus mid-morning to make appointments for both of us. As it happened we were booked in for eye-tests the same afternoon at Specsavers, luckily. With some time to kill we perused the shops and had a snack in Wetherspoons of course!  Back at their shop we quickly and efficiently  had our eye-tests and were measured up for a pair of new glasses each. Perfick! After two weeks we were fitted up with a smart new pair each.

We can see clearly now that the rain has gone!

Old Boats.

The lovely old Mb Dane alerted me to it’s arrival by the sound of it’s popping Bolinder engine, closely followed by it’s Butty Clara.