I strided outdoors gingerly at about half past eight this wintry morning in my wellington boots to feed my dear wild birds, having made bread crumbs from two slices of wholemeal bread; replenished the feeders too. My goldfinch squaddies all arrived at once, within minutes.
This was the scene on our road this morning; seldom seen like this.
Having had the usual breakfast of buttered, marmaladed, wholemeal toast and a mug of Sainsbury's Gold Label tea I have lit a blazing log fire in our living-room.
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