A Marsh Tit

A busy day moving all the books upstairs but at least the vast majority fit into the bookcase.  Just Charlie Brown to find a home for now.  Tennis elbow, an aching back and positively shattered.

JJ rang the bank on Friday and insisted they take back the money that was deposited in our account.  After a bit of wrangling, they agreed.

It was a wet morning but I have at last managed to get a shot of the Marsh Tit that drops by for sunflower hearts.