This morning, I have to confess that I wanted it to be raining so that I didn’t have to get up and go for a walk. Of course, it wasn’t and I did get up and I did go for a walk and of course I was glad that I did. Not that anything spectacular happened.
In fact, the most exciting thing that happened on the walk were the jelly fish. As usual, there. We’re thousands of them. One of them though, had pink naughty bits. According to the internet, that meant it was either female or it had been eating shrimp. Now if it had been eating shrimp, that must have meant there was shrimp in the cockle pond. If that is the case, then shouldn’t there be a lot more of them. There are shrimp in the pond, or at least there were. Last year, there were thousands of them along the side of the pond.
Conversely, if the pink naughty bits meant it was female, it was the only one I have seen. One female in a pond full of thousands of males? I’d be surprised. It must be something else.
After my peanut masher broke yesterday and my feeble attempt at chopping them up I needed to get a replacement masher. I have, on my two previous purchases, gone cheap. It was time to go upmarket and at least a model for which replacement parts can be purchased.
It’s bigger and more powerful, and chews up peanuts so that’s good. The birds will be pleased in the morning.