To Mr Clive and Mr Drew's last night. Made quite a merry time of it. We drank and ate a hearty meal of meat and salad. I ate rather a lot but strangely now feel rather famished. My slice of toast this morning does not have seemed to have touched the sides. I am thinking this is because last nights tea was one of those Marmalade Aitkins meals where the abscence of carbohydrates has caused this vacuum. I have had to shove a banana down till the sandwhich lady turns up.
I am a little concerned as I have not seen the pheasant for a while, one of our neighbours is one of those yuppie types and I reckon he's hanging in his pantry (the pheasant) Oh how he must have suffered. Still nature is a cruel thing. We have attracted Doves to the garden now which is excellent, we have a huge sparrow family, two fat wood pigeons and a blackbird but what I really want to see is a couple of tits on the lawn of a morning, then I'll be happy.
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