Tragedy

A day defined by an inexplicably grumpy child, but a lot achieved otherwise. 

Including a trip to the allotment - thinking about the move, but also some nice red potatoes, some horseradish, sunset apples, some nice greens and five blackbird eggs. 

I think I only saw the nest after I'd been thumping around in the shed for a few weeks, and probably after it had already been abandoned, probably because of the thumping.  Anyway, that was many months ago and they're still there.