The young House Martins have flown from their nest under the eaves. This was their first home, then another brood was raised in a nest at the other end of the house.
I watched the 100 plane flypast on TV but didn't see a single plane over here so they must have all gone back to their bases a different way to the day they practiced. Although if they had flown over I wouldn't have been able to run outside to see them because when I was watering the greenhouse plants on Monday night I must have moved wrong and my back went Ping, so I spent yesterday hobbling about slowly and very carefully, doing as little as possible and taking pain killers. How annoying and made me realise how vulnerable a person is on their own up the end of a lane! Hope it mends soon.......... I need to get the bathroom painted.
I don't often mention things going on in the world (especially politics or religion) but what wonderful news it was that the boys and their football coach were rescued safely from the cave in Thailand. Amazingly bravery all round.
And in the mixed doubles at Wimbledon - which rarely gets a mention but is great fun to watch - two young Brits beat the Number 1 seeds to get through to the Quarter Finals.
Oh and also welcome to new followers. I'm so excited as numbers are up to 400 which is only twenty less than the old blog and that took 4 years to get to 420 and this new blog is only 16 months old. (Childish I know............sorry!)