Nigel was out yesterday, calling in at Vale Wildlife, his favourite rootling spot, which seems to have undergone a bit of a transformation, to wit, various sections being moved around, becoming more differentiated and organised, but, sadly, in the process, loosing that ramshackle chaos that made furtling and delving deep such an wonderful adventure! Hey ho .......
I suppose it goes without saying that, as is so often the case, in this Nigel's Year Of The Hedgehog .......
...... he naturally found the obligatory creature or by some sort of spooky, other worldly, osmosis the creature perhaps found him? Needless to say, no purchase, in this instance was even slightly considered
Marmite being our savoury spread of choice Nigel also stumbled upon a very nice print (not a numbered, limited edition one though), going for the princely sum of £2.50 ........
Sorely tempted momentarily, the little fella knew that with Darrell's carefully curated walls, bringing it home might cause unfettered consternation within The Towers, with Darrell caught between fretting as to where to hang it and upsetting Nigel for the kind thought ....... so, Nigel also left this find where it was. Sometimes it's often the mooching and pondering that brings the pleasure of a discovery, rather than face negotiating the practicalities of taking it away, he mused later when he got home. What is he like?
2 comments:
I could just do with Marmite on toast. Or Bovril on toast?
Sometimes things are better just left alone - I have to keep telling myself that often. JantheFan x
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