Butterfly walk

Despite a forecast of mostly cloudy weather, on Saturday I decided to take a walk around the Rifle Range nature reserve, just a 20-minute walk or so from where I live in Bewdley, Worcestershire. Rifle Range is designated as a Site of Special Scientific Interest by Natural England, and is a large area of mostly heathland, with some wooded areas around its periphery.

I’ve visited a number of times over the past couple of years, and when the weather’s good, it’s a great place for a bit of butterfly spotting. I have to admit however, I wondered whether I might have been wasting my sweet time, given how overcast it was when I set out. Continue reading “Butterfly walk”

The coffee conversion

I love coffee. I mean, I’m not one of those hard-core bean-junkies who can’t function without their pre-9am quota of umpteen oversize mugs of máximo-strength, but I do love it. I’m a bit fussy about my coffee, mind you. I’m not a coffee snob, or anything like that, I don’t know enough about it, but I certainly know what floats my dinghy, and what scuttles it on the ocean of hot beverages, and sends it gurgling into the murky depths.

This was not always the case, however. I’ve always been a tea drinker; still am – I think it’s probably written deep within my genome or something. Continue reading “The coffee conversion”