Showing posts with label canal walk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label canal walk. Show all posts
Thursday, May 20, 2021
Chimney Noises
We have been hearing weird rumblings and scrabbling noises in the chimney just lately. Hazel thought it was me in the bedroom moving the furniture but I was downstairs in the back room . I didn't hear a thing. But I did later as we watched some rubbish on the telly. It sounded like a squirrel making a nest or an owl maybe? Hazel was quite alarmed and phoned up the chimney sweep even though it was quite late in the evening. He was a nice man and promised to come the next day to look up the chimney with his torch. Which he did. In the meantime he suggested we block the chimney with a board incase the suspected nest came down and all the soot with it. Anyway, he found tell tale twig in the cavity above the gratey thing - the cowl that you can lift off. Sure sign of a nest he said and he couldnt shift it until September (RSPB rules ) as their maybe eggs or chicks. But it's probably an old nest falling apart slowly. .....................Later we went for a nice walk to be outside for a bit - in the sunshine. The canal looked very quiet and peaceful compared to our chimney. There was even a boat chugging along - the first we'd seen for a long time..... When we got home we looked at the outside of the house and the chimney - no sign of any birds. Sometimes we hear pigeons cooing but not today. Pigeons are surely too fat to fit down the chimney pot we pondered? It's a mystery. We shall be looking up at our roof more often now to catch the culprit. More anon.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Walk To Lostock
Nice walk along the Trent and Mersey Canal yesterday for a change. Past the steamy TATA works and the frozen puddles on the tow path. Saw a heron and a single magpie. Popped into the crumbling antique shop to chat to the eccentric proprietor who sold Hazel a green glass medicine bottle and thermometer. Much of his other wares were rather expensive. Nice pile of old 60's signed pop group photos but he wanted 50 quid. Home again with the sun in our eyes avoiding the dog poop and the melting mud puddles!
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