Hedgehog Diarrhoea on My Doorstep

This morning when I left the house there was a long trail of hedgehog diarrhoea on the doormat (the doormat is outside).  I thought to myself that if I wrote a book about life in the country, I would call it "Hedgehog Diarrhoea on the Doorstep".  How do you think it would sell?

Here is a pretty picture for people who like their countryside pretty and not poo-ey.

p.s. if you look closely you can see a glimpse of Aimo on the far right.  Oops, gave that away, Aimo isn't really on the far right.

 

 

Art and Mushrooms (or Toadstools, who knows?)

Here are a few snaps from the weekend:

It was Wirksworth Festival again, so a visit there.  Everything was pretty bad, except for Cheryl's stuff, which was going to be in the Chemist shop window, but ended up in the vicar's garage, which was really creepy (in a good way):

Then the art showcased in the church was so poor I took a picture in the porch instead.  Quite arty, eh?

Then Sunday was really sunny, and we had a visit to Nine Ladies.

We saw some great fungi:

Possible ID: The sulphur Tuft?  According to the book it is extremely common, and grows on rotting tree-trunks, so that sounds like it to me, but you may know better.

All in all, a good weekend.

Misty Mountains and some other stuff

Here are two sides to our trip to Iceland:

the beautiful open views;

the Phallological Museum.

I will borrow some of Aimo's photos to show you some more things in Iceland in a later post.