Hello all. A bit of a bonus post for you all.
I had to take to the keyboard to share with you the news that Sheep can be trained to spot “celebrities”. Now if you ask me including Fiona Bruce amongst the list of celebrities is pushing the definition to its very limits and beyond but we will rise above that aspect of the story. Anyway we have been experimenting with Bob the Sheep to try and test out the theory. We showed him pictures of various celebs and tested him to see if he recognised any of them. He didn’t have the best hit rate for people off the telly but he did recognise Quasimodo and Percy Thrower. He was also very enthusiastic about pictures of Crocuses and has been ringing his little bell continuously since then. We eventually had to take him out to show him that the bulbs are fast asleep. Unfortunately there were definite signs of life. If you look closely you can see some foolhardy Daffodils popping up to say hello.
Bob in bulb heaven
As he was out and about Bob then went on to inspect Fern Ally which Uncle Tache has created in a shady part of the garden.
Down Fern alley
We like Fern Alley as it allows us to hide our booty when it is in transit to other places. We also think that it will be a good place for Father Christmas to land and allow his Reindeer to have a nibble when he brings in all of my pressies!
Finally a touch of sleaze. We thought that this blog was independent but apparently it is a pay to publish operation run by Bob the Sheep. I think that the Russians must be involved in this to spread their evil propaganda. Rest assured this Eagle cannot be bought. Well not for a few pennies at least!
Proof that sleaze is alive and well in the West Country. That hand has a very definite Russian look about it. If I see anyone wrestling a Bear in the High Street I will let you know. You have to admit that it is a definite worry after my anti Russian sentiments over the years. Having said that I don’t like the Americans any better so hopefully one will cancel the other out and it will be all right. We live in hope on that front.
Anyway it is a gorgeous day down here so we are off to enjoy a frolic in the leaves in the Churchyard. Simple pleasures for us simple souls. If we are lucky we might even come across some hidden treasure.
Good morning all. An early start this week as that man was up and atom this morning so we are enjoying the early morning sunshine in the Eyrie. It is a lovely start to the day here in the South West.
This week we have been off on our travels to Berlin. It is a very interesting city and we did enjoy our experience. It helped that we were staying in a lovely hotel which was very well situated next to the zoo. They had a lovely lounge which that man and Uncle Tache made good use of. The weather was good so they went for some lovely walks in the parks which had a lot of autumn colours on display. They also went to see the Brandenburg Gate, Checkpoint Charlie, The Bundestag and the Charlottenberg Palace which was declared to be lovely indeed. The highlight for that man was to see the bust of Nefertiti in the New Museum which was breathtaking apparently. Clearly I wasn’t allowed in as I was deemed to be a bad element. Berlin is a city very much like London where you can go and find whatever you are looking for. I have a feeling that we will be going back one day soon. It is a bit of a wait until the next trip but it is a good one as we are going west to sunny California in 2018.
That man is a bit stuck today as there is a train strike on for the next couple of days so he can’t get to London. Shame as he gets to spend some quality time with us. Those strikers will pay the price I can tell you if I come across a picket line. I mean to say we have lives to lead you know and can’t do it if we are stuck indoors with the old misery.
Finally a quick thank you to everyone who sent a card for a recent birthday. They all look lovely set up in the dining room and were much appreciated. Apparently we have bought a present which is news to me and I must go and check the balance of my credit card to make sure it didn’t come off it. Humph the very idea.
Afternoon all. Welcome back. I know that it is strange having a Wednesday blog but you will just have to get used to it all as this seems to be a permanent feature of our lives now.
Luckily I have managed to recover from the weekend. Some members of the fan club came to stay and to test out the facilities. The one that they most tested was the drinks cupboard and they were never quite sober for the whole time. Now that is what I call drinking. For the sake of their reputations I will not name names but that poor Rabbit Cecilia has her hands full and the poor Essex birds went thirsty for the weekend-unlike their keeper! We all had a nice weekend and my Stalker even called in the middle of it for a bit of a chat with me which was nice for him.
The weather continues to be warm and sunny which is a bit unnerving in early November. We are sat with the windows open and very pleasant it is too. The Gorillas sit on the bed and they like to feel the wind in their fur so that is all right. Some others are a bit worried but we are trying to show them that if they have windows open I can get out and about for my little smuggling operation. Having said this the winter season has arrived and the little boats that go out into the harbour that form a vital part of my operation have now shut down for the winter. This is a bit of a blow but I will just have to buy myself a little yacht to fill the gap. There you go problem solving at its finest. I have identified a problem and then solved it by using that man’s credit card. Brilliant!
I am also pleased to announce that a new item of furniture has arrived-a Snuggler. It is a small sofa and is intended for us to sit on in the living room. Time will tell on this one but it is all looking promising. That man has promised an induction later on and a full health and safety assessment. Of course what he doesn’t realise is that we have all just jumped on and are having a nice time getting settled. Watch out for a picture in due course. It is very pleasant sat here with the sun coming in and watching the world go by.
I might have to watch my step as that man is listening to some music and is singing “Don’t Cry for me Argentina” at the top of his voice. I am not sure what this might mean so I am going to have to be quick on my feet if I am to avoid a good talking to. It never bodes well for your favourite Eagle when he starts singing along to Evita. I don’t think that he has quite got over his Eva Peron obsession so I just have to watch myself for a little while.
This weekend sees the next trip out-to Berlin. Those Germans better watch themselves and lets hope that that man doesn’t end up on the wrong side of the wall. If I bump into that nice Angela Merkel I will have a word and sort things out for us all. I mean what can possibly go wrong! I mean to say if David Davis is our chief Brexit negotiator it might be time to give the Eagle a go at it all. I can’t do much worse can I?
I know how much your rely on me to bring you the latest from the beating heart of the South West-well our little part of Poole at least. Well today has been a beautiful day. The sun is shining and it is about 20 degrees. It feels lovely and we are sat in the Eyrie enjoying the sea breeze coming in through the open windows. As today is a non “working” day we have also been out and about. As it was so bright that man decided that we were going to the beach to build a few sandcastles. Off we set on the good old number 60 bus to Sandbanks. It was stunning. The sea was bright and sparkly and we actually feared that he was going to get a bad sunburn so bright was the sun. Luckily it didn’t quite happen that way so I don’t have to explain myself to Uncle Tache who in turn would have to explain to Big Nana. As you know that man is only about 8 years old so he can’t be expected to take responsibility for his own actions. Anyway he even promised to buy me an ice cream. Yum yum I thought and was working out how many scoops we would have. Sadly it is half term so the whole place was crawling with children on holiday so we settled for a cup of tea and some lovely cake in the cafe in the middle of Poole park instead. This was fair enough as it was very nice Coffee and Walnut cake. Sadly the forecast is not so good looking forward so we are all glad that we have made the most of the good weather whilst we have had the chance.
Morning all. Welcome back.
It is good news week this week. First of all I would like to reassure you that we made it through Storm Brian. It was very windy throughout Saturday but we did make it though. It is a lovely morning this morning. It is bright and sunny and with a slight breeze. Lovely. We might even go for a walk later on to fully enjoy the whole experience. Needless to say that man was up and atom early today and has already gone for a sunrise walk along the harbourside and really enjoyed watching the sun rise. On the other hand the saner members of this little family decided to tuck ourselves up in bed for a little bit longer. Nice!
The biggest news is that the first tranche of Uncle Tache’s furniture arrived on Monday. We now have a lovely dining table and another bed to bounce up and down on. Bliss!
We have also started to acquire a little crew down here. Our first member is a window cleaner called Dan who came and did all of our windows for a bargain rate. It is lovely as they were looking a bit neglected but no longer. He is scheduled to come every month so that is a treat to look forward to on an ongoing basis. We have also acquired some lockmsiths as well who are fixing the garage door.
The other big news though is that heating has arrived at the house-hooray. Some of our more tropical brethren were muttering about cold mornings and such like. No need any longer as the place is nice and toasty. What a difference that has made I can tell you. Of course I didn’t complain as I am a nice well brought up Eagle-as you know!
It might be time to go as Uncle Tache has just announced that he is off to make Bacon sarnies so I want to be at the front of that particular queue and certainly in front of that man so who can be quite greedy you know. Out of my way human scum which is a phrase that I learnt from Uncle Tache when caught up in a traffic jam. Nothing gets between this particular Eagle and a Bacon buttie I can tell you!
Afternoon all. I thought that you might like to hear this tale of adventure and risk taking on the plucky little island of Malta.
That man and Uncle Tache have started the winter travelling season and so it was off to the plucky little island of Malta for a bit of winter sunshine. The adventure started well as that man had a stinking cold but he seemed to revive in the Club lounge at Gatwick airport where the supply of edibles and Champagne seemed to be almost limitless. He did have a good time and managed to crawl to the departure gate just as boarding started. Off we went and strapped ourselves in and had the most wonderful flight. The service was great and the Champagne just kept on coming. After that it was off to the Intercontinental for a few days of bliss and sunshine. Anyway that was the idea. That man played a cruel trick on me and told me about the Maltese Falcon who might be discovered in the lobby of the hotel at certain specific times of the day. As you know I love my birdie friends and if they are jewel encrusted so much the better! He told me that the best time to see if was at around 09:00 or at 15:00 or finally at about dusk. I was to look carefully and not to leave the lobby during these times. Well it turns out the whole thing was a rotten con. At these times the dynamic duo would be up on their own private terrace having the time of their lives. Breakfast was served at 09:00 and that man made the most of free bacon and rolls. That I could live with. Mid afternoon saw them consuming massive quantities of Afternoon Tea with an endless array of pastries and little confections that were just Eagle sized. The real insult came in the evening when the hotel put on a drinks reception for their VIP guests. Somehow that man managed to blag a ticket. Now give him his due he can be a lazy so and so but once he sets a target he tends to hit it. His target was to have a half bottle of Moet and Chandon each day and he managed this easily. If it is free that man could drink for his country you know. All this time I am going up to stray Sparrows and asking them about the Falcon and they think I have gone mad. Still I did get my revenge as I managed to gate crash the after party each evening which was far more fun. I told the staff about the reality of life with that man and they were very interested.
Rather surprisingly they did mange to leave the hotel and went on an open top bus your of the island which was very enjoyable. That man thought that it was just like Jersey but with a more Arabic influence if you can imagine that. They also managed to take the bus to Valetta which was a nice city and very interesting. Uncle Tache even bought himself a hat. He was feeling the heat and so sensibly decided that he needed some suitable headgear. That man suggested a shop called “Born to Shop” which had a lovely Unicorn rubber ring as a suitable place. Uncle Tache disagreed and decided to go into the local Hugo Boss shop where he spent 50 Euro on a baseball cap. Even I was shocked at this and I like spending money. That man had to be given mouth to mouth resuscitation to bring him round.
Next month it is off to Berlin for a long weekend. What larks eh!
Well the worst has happened and we have had to instigate Operation Florence Nightingale. Yes that man has caught Uncle Tache’s cold and is making our lives a misery. There are only so many times that you can say “oh how awful” and look as if you mean it. I mean to say we have got little lives to lead as well you know without pandering to the world’s worst patient. Still relief is at hand as he is off on his travels again before too long and we can all have a bit of a rest. Phew!
Today has seen another walk which he really needed. It was a walk up the High Street to get some food in. After that a walk round Poole park lake and then a very long sit on a bench on the harbourside. The bench was lovely as it had a great view of the harbour and the Purbeck Hills in the background. You could even see Corfe Castle sat proudly on its hill top dreaming of that rotten Oliver Cromwell. Still the sea air seemed to do some good as it started to clear his sinuses. We are not out the woods yet though as there is a lot of misery to get through before recovery can be assured.
Meanwhile in other news Bob the Sheep is on red alert. His bulbs were planted at the weekend. Lots of little Barries to look forward to. However the local Squirrel has also discovered them and is busy digging them up. That man is very annoyed about this and is talking about a taser to sort things out to his satisfaction. I tell you don’t mess up anything creative that he has done or you will pay the price!