It seems to me that blogging is about as useful a way of passing the time as tossing pebbles into the sea, so for what it's worth - and that's not a lot - here are a few pebbles.
Tuesday, 9 June 2015
I have come to the conclusion that the chaffinch must have one of the smallest brains in the avian world. And what, you ask, leads me to this momentous conclusion? Well, just listen to its song. The wretched bird is quite content to sit on the telephone wire and "sing" this song over and over for half an hour or more. If he had a brain it would drive him made!