Don’t be a squirrel

There is a mature horse chestnut tree in the grounds of Mabbsonsea Manor.  Five years ago, it was given a severe pruning, and for the next two springs, the pesky squirrels ate all the sticky buds.  The tree still produced enough leaves to stay alive, but no flowers survived.  I tried telling the pesky squirrels,Continue reading “Don’t be a squirrel”

Meat is Murder II

The Mabbsonsea family has been abstaining from eating the flesh of animals during Lent.  We have enjoyed trying out new recipes; the kitchen bin is less smelly, and Mrs Mabbsonsea says she feels healthier.  Now, with one week left to go, there are heated discussions over the lentil bake about our future diet. I wouldContinue reading “Meat is Murder II”

Gaining the world, leaving your soul in the woods.

On Saturday we drove up the A23 to visit my sister and her family in Croydon.  Just before the motorway starts, there is a piece of dual carriageway that winds a little as it climbs a steep hill.  Until recently, the road went through mature woodland.  Now it goes through a barren landscape of treeContinue reading “Gaining the world, leaving your soul in the woods.”