Exposed benches

Has someone looked on the UK front page of search engine Bing today? They have an interesting photo from somewhere around the world every day, and today the photo is showing a bench. Not just any bench, but my cousin Tynwald. He's made it all the way to the top. The top of some cold windblown hill on some small island which gets the annoying sound of motorbikes every year. I admit the view is quite something, but look at how weathered Tynwald is, and how very few flowers there are around him. No trees at all, and probably some smelly cows or sheep rubbing against him when they feel like it.

Noooooo, I don't envy Tynwald at all. I much prefer to be here in my little garden, surrounded by flowers and frogs, watching my humans and hissing at squirrels. The neighbour has added another object to his sculpture park, this time the model of a Fokker triplane, which is hanging from a branch of the big sycamore. Don't mention the war and all that...

My FH was quite lucky today, because she managed to clean the rabbits before it started to rain. She even had some time to visit me and tell me about her painful back. I hope that wasn't my fault. I know I am not as soft and comfy as a sofa, but I don't think I am a pain in the back, either. Maybe she shouldn't have moved those heavy plant containers. Although I enjoy having more plants around me.

The tree rats have started the hazelnut harvest, so every minute or so a bunch of nibbled nuts gets thrown down from the hazel tree and lands on the garage roof behind me with a bang. How is a bench supposed to concentrate or to relax with that noise going on??? And the nuts are not even ripe yet.