|The big pond falls as clear and bright as gin.|
|Chivers on a fence post.|
|Ducks will quickly find any wet, low, puddly |
bits in your grass and dibble them to a mush.
|Still keeping me waiting. No goose eggs yet.|
|Now bonded into a solid threesome. The turkeys.|
|Who's a pretty boy then?|
|A group of this week's Shedders gather around the 'mystery|
guest'. On the right is my Syrian chess opponent.
|Tête a têtes starting to show their colour and nod their heads.|
|Just for fun and the cuteness, these 10 piglets are new-born here|
and belong to the sister-sow of "our Mum-pig".
I sat down with them this week with my coffee and watched the game for a while, but was then quickly invited to come play. I'd not played chess since I was a student - maybe 40 years ago but hey, in for a penny. I played the guy on the right in this picture who I think, is called Nazul (I will check). It was quickly apparent that he was a bit good and had me quickly nailed down into a defensive game and then killed within about 20 minutes, 3 times. One of his group told me that "In Syria, he is Number 1". He might have been joking but I could believe it. He only admitted to having been a "businessman" who played a lot of chess in evenings when he was travelling about.
Brilliant evening altogether.