Christine's walking & birds blog

I haven't felt well for a while, so I'm staying in. The garden birds are as entertaining as ever. The siskin is one of half a dozen (mixed sexes) visiting the feeders.


Just one brambling has been seen today, vying with the chaffinches to catch any morsel that falls from above.


I'm also looking through old photos, and I found this one of the war memorial in Burnham. There's no ghost standing beside it - just someone I've faded out for courtesy's sake.


There is a smaller war memorial now, which stands just inside Burnham Park; the old one was located where today, you go into The Precincts and St. Peter's Close. The building in the background is my old infant school - long gone - and the gate to the churchyard can just be seen on the right. The hedge marks the boundary of a lovely big "rec" - only one small corner of which was taken up with the usual swings, slide, roundabout, see-saw, and rocking horse while the rest of it was a huge grassy field where our primary school (at the end of Church Street, and also no more) held its sports day. Even now, the smell of new-mown grass takes me straight back to the rec of my childhood. Much of it has been taken up by housing developments and a new school.

Googling, I found a better picture among Francis Frith's collection, with St. Peter's Church in the background. Memories, memories....