Daily Archives: November 16th, 2005

Margaret and Mary Tudor

They were the sisters of Henry VIII. The eldest married the King of Scotland, and was the ancestress of James VI and I two ways; the youngest married the King of France, but that only lasted a few months because he was old and fat and died soon. She then married the Duke of Suffolk, for love.

It was a fascinating book, by Maria Perry. Eminently readable, going chapter for chapter with the two lives in parallel. I must say I was a bit disappointed with how much emphasis was put on H VIII and his court; I know this makes sense, because what happened to Margaret in particular had a lot to do with it, but still it did not concentrate on them exclusively as much as I had hoped. Still, I learnt a lot, and I enjoyed it greatly.

Different babies

A couple of weeks ago, a friend came to visit. She looked up before she came in the door and said, “Do you know you have a bird’s nest above your door?” The answer to which was, of course, Heck no! But there it was, safe in the wisteria and climbing rose, and complete with that latest must-have accessory for the fashion-conscious nester, plastic lining on the outside. Anyway, that was a couple of weeks ago. Two days ago I looked up (as I have done every day to see the mother patiently sitting there, staring into space), and there was no mother – but there was a beak! They hatched. Very exciting. We’ve only seen beaks, a bit of a tufty head, and I think I saw a back the other day. I nearly saw them being fed today, but I think Mum was too nervy of me standing there to actually feed them. It is a very exciting addition to our World.


Well, since the last post, we have had two more spawnings from the Monster Angels, whom I have decided to christen Kronos and Rhea. Why? Well… I think all the babies have been et. Possibly by their father. So we’ve had fun watching them, seeing them grow, occasionally break away from whatever leaf they were laid on (I actually saw the third batch right after they were deposited, which was great)… and then they have, suddenly, Disappeared. Gone – poof! Very sad. And yet, somehow, not such a problem as hundreds of baby angels might be.

I have also had one rasbora die, and the little angel too. Very sad.