I’ve been sorting through books we inherited from my parents, some real beauties there, many picked up at auctions in Truro many years ago. I was charmed to find some personal notes in the margins and cuttings from the Manchester Guardian of 1887.
Here’s the opening of one essay, The Guillemot, containing the wonderful word, ‘nidification’ which I take to mean the nesting habits of the birds. 
Just been to see the film, Downton Abbey, The Grand Finale , thoroughly feel good!
























