Rants

Le Kingfisher

We were at Brandon Marsh when we stumbled across a very stressed rabbit with myxomatosis on the path. We turned back and reported to reception so that they could contact RSPCA and put the animal down. Then, we went off to do our own thing.

We headed straight to the Carlton hide to seek our elusive feathered bird. It was a very hot afternoon and our patience was sorely tested. We saw a a juvenile moorhen doing a trapeze act on a stick across the lake. Was it playing? It missed its footing and went down like a hot potato.

Suddenly, a flash of blue flew by and landed on a second stick in front of the hide. It posed for a minute, dived into the lake and gave another pose, before flying off . All you could hear was click, click and whir, whir. We got to meet at last our elusive, beautiful kingfisher.

We got our fix for the day when we saw a couple of Banded Demoiselles. They were so fragile and beautiful and it's a pity we couldn't capture them airborne. It was c'est magnifique.

A Banded Demoiselle

We were pleased that the rabbit was gone. Guess what they did? They just moved that poor thing somewhere else to suffer. RSPCA told them to take the animal to the vet to be put down and they can't be doing that to every rabbit that caught the virus. Merde!!! We just want this poor thing to be put off its misery, not the entire population. It was this blasé attitude that p...ed us off.

We also asked them to put up signs to warn others, especially children, not to handle any rabbits on the reserve. If you have pet rabbits, handling them will bring tragic consequences.

On Monday, as we were about to leave for work, we found out that Benzy was vandalised for the second time. The driver's side mirror was dangling. We guessed that someone was trying to steal it but failed cos it was attached to the body. Honestly, if Kevin caught the culprit, he's definitely gonna commit meurtre de sang-froid.

Called the police and filed a report. Alerted our neighbours if they heard/seen anything. Nada...
Now, we parked Benzy right in front of our gate, across our bedroom window and have our CCTV trained on it. Some people just can't seem to keep their hands to themselves. Enfant terrible!!!

The rest of the week went off smoothly. Library Road was closed because a crane was being assembled to load heavy equipment for the Remodelling Project. The noise and the dust was unbearable. It was the constant drilling right above our heads. Couldn't wait for it to be completed.

We'd a new member, Mr. T, for our dancercise class. He was a fit 65 year old who put us young ones (?) to shame. Even N, the instructor, commented that she hoped she'll be like him when she's 65. So do we, N. Next week will be our last class before N leaves for Israel. We hoped that she'll continue when she returns for the new term. I might have to blow away the cobwebs from my badminton racquet in the meantime.