Night Fox

Every now and then occurs one of those magic moments of gift, just being in the right place at the right time. Last night I woke up about 3am unable to get back to sleep I decided to go down and have a cup of tea and finish my soduku. As I came into the kitchen I thought I could hear the fox yapping in the garden so I left the kitchen light off and turned on the deck light. There completely unbothered by the light was a young fox apparently hunting mice under the wooden path. I watched him for about 20 minutes going up and down the path sniffing at all the cracks, poking his paw in, digging, moving wood around, obviously following something! I put out left over food, lamb bones etc for the fox (on the basis that having a fox is inevitable in London so you might as well have a healthy one!) but hadn't seen him for several weeks, was beginning to think he'd got run over. It was just a lovely time watching him. I always feel privileged when wild creatures come into the garden, foxes, frogs, finches, sparrowhawks, bats, dragonflies - the ones just out of the usual. The other night in the early hours I heard a bird land and walk on the tiles. It had to be a tawny owl pausing in its hunting. I wish I could have seen it.

Life with Grandma 2

Well Grandma's new life is continuing - she now has 2 tracksuits she wears most days and has bought her first packet of chewing gum. I half expect to come home and find her with a couple of bottles of alcopops watching TV. She is developing the sport of wheelchair pushing and was very pleased to meet another participant in the park today. She hopes it may catch on in time for the geriatric olympics in 2012. One track suit is a demure dark blue, the other is black with broad white stripes. I took her in M&S to try and persuade her to buy some more trousers but couldn't really get much reaction. Then half as a joke I showed her these black striped ones. Ooh I like those she said. Next thing I know we've bought the jacket too! She needs some sporty trainers now!
We have joined the Kenneth More Theatre club and go to just about everything. This week we went to Fiddler on the Roof - great fun, very emotional. The days are getting shorter and our walks in the park may be curtailed but there is lots of football on so all is well. We are also learning cribbage.