Dear colouring book, It is very tempting to spend many hours with you – if only I had the time.
Dear road marking people, Well, you seemed to see sense and decide that last weekend would not have been a good time to repaint the lines. Monday was much more practical.
Dear woodpecker, It was such a shame I didn’t have my camera immediately to hand yesterday when I spotted you drinking out of the bird bath. I know you need to have a drink like any other bird, but you just seemed quite out of place somehow. Perhaps it was because you were standing on a flat surface rather than holding on to a tree trunk, or bird feeder. It was also nice to see something other than a big fat wood pigeon perching there for a change.
Dear Bank Holiday weekend, Already? It doesn’t seem long since we last had a long weekend. Not that I am complaining about the day off, but this year is flying by!
Dear French Air Traffic Controllers, I know you do it at the most inconvenient times because it has the most impact that way, but I am really hoping that you do not affect my travel plans for this weekend. A long weekend in the mountains of the French Alps is what I am looking forward to, not a prolonged wait inside an airport.
Happy Friday everyone!