The Importance of Being Idle

Idleness is not something I’m good at; the idea of doing nothing is almost as unintelligible to me as a page of Ancient Greek. I've always been like this - I can count the number of times I said I was ‘bored’ as a child on one hand – and I’d never really given it much thought … Continue reading The Importance of Being Idle

Of snow and feathers

I must admit that feeding the birds in my garden is never as simple as at should be. Between the dog, who thinks she was put on this earth to hoover up any food that she can sniff out, and the squirrels, who seem equal to all my attempts to put the seeds out of their … Continue reading Of snow and feathers