"........ and I live in a hole"

As I've said before opportunism in the bilberry picking stakes can be a serious problem. To think some people worry about gamesmanship at the Olympics. True competitiveness is out here. Just alongside my favoured spot where I've watched them ripen steadily all the year from the first signs of red flowers in March the lid of a plastic container was found. So time to cut our losses and get out with the harvesting comb. The result is a pound and a half of the finest purple. Birds of all kinds have been helping themselves with blackbirds being prime culprits. One scavenger that is becoming troublesome is a bull terrier sheepdog cross currently walking about with a purple tongue.

But the birds are not having things all their own way. Inside the wall where we leave birdfood there's another inhabitant, and he has decided that we're doing it for his benefit.