Lol at that @LG_, it's supposed to say Mr b (with a capital letter, but for some reason my tablet has turned it into the sunglasses emoji). As l talk to him, l shall ask him if he would like to be called Mr Sunglasses!
Obviously I’m another nutter then, and here was me thinking I was reasonably sane.... I even talk to my stone deaf cat....hoping that by some miracle she understands that her high pitched miaw at 3am is not appreciated!
Marne la vallée, basically just outside Paris 🇫🇷, but definitely Scottish at heart.
Lol at that @LG_, it's supposed to say Mr b (with a capital letter, but for some reason my tablet has turned it into the sunglasses emoji). As l talk to him, l shall ask him if he would like to be called Mr Sunglasses!
Aha, yes, that makes sense - I should have realised!
'If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.'
I don't talk to plants, but in the GC some plants do talk to me, like "just look at my lovely colour, my healthy habit, I would just fit in that North border corner, to match the fifty shades of pink in your garden, please buy me and give me a new home".
Hard to resist. The last one who talked and was listened to was this 'pink revolution' foamy bell.
I started chatting away to a blackbird a few weeks ago - it seemed happy enough to keep me company so I threw him an occasional worm which, after a bit of uncertainty, he accepted.
As I gained his trust - albeit trust based on vermicular dietary preferences - he started coming closer. Eventually, when I was dividing an old fern, he was bobbing around my feet picking off the bugs from the old root quite unbothered that I was vigorously cutting into it with the spade.
Now I'm not breaking earth so often I've not seen him around but I have heard an unusual song that he, or one of his relatives, has started to sing. I couldn't believe I had actually heard it correctly at first. It has the exact intonation and rhythm (without the words of course) of Mr Punch jeering "That's the way to do it!"
When I mentioned it to my daughter she just looked at me as though to say Dad, have you finally lost it? Then she heard it herself and said she now wouldn't be able to stop hearing it. The same happened with an elderly friend who is (thankfully) very tolerant of my eccentricities.
(His latest variation is to repeat it at me 2 or 3 times and finish with what sounds like a snigger. Do you think he's become a bit obsessive with me?)
Funny you say that Birdy13. "My" blackbird seems to have picked up "I'm a Barbie Girl" (one of the most annoying songs ever). I heard him singing it and it got into my head then l started singing it, much to my annoyance. I suppose you could call it an (ear)worm. Sorry.
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As l talk to him, l shall ask him if he would like to be called Mr Sunglasses!
No significant change noted in the performance of anything other than the pets, no matter how nicely I ask the washer to "hurry up" 😉.
Not impressed.
Back to Mr B then.
As I gained his trust - albeit trust based on vermicular dietary preferences - he started coming closer. Eventually, when I was dividing an old fern, he was bobbing around my feet picking off the bugs from the old root quite unbothered that I was vigorously cutting into it with the spade.
Now I'm not breaking earth so often I've not seen him around but I have heard an unusual song that he, or one of his relatives, has started to sing. I couldn't believe I had actually heard it correctly at first. It has the exact intonation and rhythm (without the words of course) of Mr Punch jeering "That's the way to do it!"
When I mentioned it to my daughter she just looked at me as though to say Dad, have you finally lost it? Then she heard it herself and said she now wouldn't be able to stop hearing it. The same happened with an elderly friend who is (thankfully) very tolerant of my eccentricities.
(His latest variation is to repeat it at me 2 or 3 times and finish with what sounds like a snigger. Do you think he's become a bit obsessive with me?)
Sorry.