Shameless

Hello Again,

its a funny old life this one, here i am, blessed to be living in the country, green rolling fields on all four sides, no sounds except from birds siniging in the trees and tractors toiling in the field, the horse is common place traffic up and down the street and a sight of a taxi is a novelty to behold.

However, trying to get a picture of a squirrel is nigh impossible, i can attract birds of all shapes and hue, phesants turn the base of one of my trees into a dust bath for their sport,
badgers roam around, rabbit and hare are commonplace visitors.....

so i end up in a suburb in the middle of Manchester, in a small urban garden where you can barely hear yourself over the noise of traffic, and look....they're awash with the damn things, in the trees, in the roads, on the fence tops, doing the washing, teaching road safety.....everywhere.

So this is a Manchester squirrel, easy to spot, easy to take a photo of, no shame at all, no thought of hiding, indeed this may indeed be Frank Gallagher......

shameless!!



Therapy?