I was out with the National Trust today, at a small wood beside the village of Greyabbey, County Down.
|Skillins Point in the distance|
This little wood is approached from Islandview Road, not far from the village hall.
Today we were low on the ground, numerically speaking: there were six of us.
Our tasks were to remove an old barbed-wire fence, and to erect several bird-boxes in the wood.
I lopped a number of rotting trees, too.
We lunched beside the soccer pitch; and self munched contentedly on the cheese & onion sandwiches.
LATER, I drove into the village, where I bought a superb piece of thick fillet steak and some minced-beef at the charming Angus Farm Shop.
The villagers are fortunate indeed to have such a fine establishment.
Best wishes to a pal, colleague and member of NT staff who is leaving the Trust in a career change.
I wish you both all that you wish for yourselves, Alan.
You'll be sorely missed by your volunteer pals, though I'm sure I speak for everybody when I wish you every happiness and fulfilment in your new career.