There is no denying that pheasants are the most stupid things I've come across. You tend to see them squashed on the roads all over the place. I even hit one once on the M25 - it was a case of it or me. Don't get me wrong, it didn't make me in the least bit happy, but I was chuntering along in the outside lane and it suddenly flew down and landed in the middle of the road.
On Saturday I was out with the dog and there was a pheasant standing there. Dog saw pheasant and ran towards it - it was a good 100m away. It turned around and stared at dog. It just stood there staring. I could imagine its thought process - 'oh what's that', 'there appears to be a ball of black fur running towards me barking', 'oh what's that', 'there appears to be a ball of black fur running towards me barking', 'oh....
You get the idea, anyway I realised that the pheasant wasn't going to help itself so I called the dog back and thankfully she did as she was told. I have to say that wood pigeons are coming a close second these days. They do at least fly off eventually.
This has a happy ending - because this is a photo of the pheasant after it had sauntered off without a care in the world.
After a brief burst of sunshine last week that got us all excited because we thought our winter of rain had at long last come to an end, the rain suddenly came back again full force. It's getting EVERYBODY down - it has been a ghastly winter. It's leaving me feeling very drained.
Sunday was Mothers Day. We don't celebrate in style in my house - I wish we did - but we don't. I've put a mug ban on presents in the house because we have boxes of them up in the attic and a whole heap of mismatched ones in the kitchen that are embarrassing when we offer coffee to visitors. There's only so many people you can give a cup of coffee too in a mug with 'sexy pants' on it. Particularly embarrassing when we have workmen around who want a cup of tea.
Many years ago when son was about 5 - he went to forest school once a week. One mothers day he gave me a bundle of sticks tied in string and told me it was a star. As every good mother would I pretended it was awesome (it was at least better than the stick basket with a shell in it I'd got the previous year). I dutifully hung it in the sitting room for a good 12 months before there was a huge disaster and it somehow fell in the bin!
So this mothers day I got a bundle of sticks tied up in string. But this time there was a voucher attached for 1 x breakfast, 1 x dog walk and 1 x snuggle on the sofa to watch a film. I'll not get any of those you realise, but the thought was there. As far as the dog walk was concerned, let's not forget he promised to take the dog out every day if we got one. He's already backed down on that - explaining that he'll come on a dog walk with me. Which will be nice, but not quite the relax I'd like. Plus it will never happen anyway.
We went to the Black Horse in Nuthurst for lunch, where we met my parents. I was looking foward to it, but all joy was torn away from me because of the chuffing football at the Amex Stadium. We headed past the stadium a good 2 hours before the match. But it ended up taking us about 30 minutes to go a mile. Then once past that there was another blockage before we could get onto the A23. It's utterly unacceptable that the whole world is supposed to close down for a chuffing match. It's not like there are lots of roads into the area I live in because of the sea.
I literally can't begin to tell you the fury that built up in me. Basically I believe that if it was anything other than football it would all be stopped. And I'm very much in the realms of those that think football is kicking a ball around a pitch - with no value to humanity whatsoever. However it's treated as if nothing is more important. It literally infuriates me.
It also occurred to me that for the thousands attending the match - there had been little regard for the thousands of mums who were left looking after the kids for yet another day whilst football had been used as a selfish excuse to do something else. Yes there is an argument that some of those thousands would have been women and many of them mums. But let's face it - it would definitely have been a very few of them.
I'm livid now even typing this. Happy to have a huge row with anybody that wants one about this. I have a lot of bile to get out of my system.
I did have a nice meal out (which I paid for I hasten to add), but my memory of the day is completely poisoned because of chuffing football. Hope you all had a great match you selfish bunch of a**h*les!
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