Sunday, June 22, 2008
Lord Bonkers' Diary: The first Lady Bonkers' tits
Each spring, birdwatchers assemble on the shores of Rutland Water. As a whimbrel remarked to me the other day, it is remarkable how they find their way back to the same spot every year. Closer to the Hall, I have always done my bit with bird tables, nesting boxes and the like to encourage our feathered friends.
The first Lady Bonkers always took a particular interest in this side of things. Someone as fair-minded as she can hardly be said to have had a favourite species, but it is fair to say that she always prided herself on her great tits.
Wednesday: Remembering Sugar Ray Michie
Tuesday: Brian Paddick's campaign song
Monday: Lembit in the fountain