Mundee.

Mutterings continued.

A news item has just reported that Amanda Vanstone has been made Minister for Immigration and Multicultural Affairs. I’m sure she’ll bring the same care and compassion to this portfolio that she brought to welfare recipients in her last. None at all.

On a brighter note, it’s been raining! Thunderstorms were forecast but I haven’t heard any, dammit.

One of the great things about living here is I can hear the White-cheeked gibbons at the Zoo calling to each other. From this angle I’m not sure if it’s Robyn and Kayak or Viann and Phillip. I could hear them this morning while eating breakfast (me, not them).

Today’s This Time Last Year:

We visited the Vane Farm RSBP Nature Reserve on Loch Leven. The reserve is a mixture of wet grassland and woodlands and is home during the autumn and winter to thousands of pink-legged and greylag geese. We walked a couple of the tracks to hides and watched skeins of geese in the sky. We spotted a couple of tiny frogs on one of the paths.








In the visitor centre was a board with announcing the Arrivals and Departures of a great array of bird species. A number of twitchers and birdoes arrived with their books, maps and huge cameras, binoculars and telescopes while we were having lunch.

After lunch we went looking for the Raptor Centre and the Wildlife Centre at Comrie but couldn’t find them. Not that it mattered as we passed through some stunning scenery – changing from forest to heath to mountain. Lots of dead grouse on the road too, unfortunately. We drove past St Andrews golf course, which was very large, and just one of the many golf courses in Scotland. Such is the Scottish preoccupation with the sport, there is a degree course in golf being offered at one of the universities.