As I Was Typing The Blog,

the crow called by,

 for a few peanuts,

unlike the Jay he does not seem to mind me reaching for the camera, the Jay on the other hand takes flight at the slightest movement I make,

 on to our Sunday lunch,

 roast chicken it is,

 'Cheers!', Diana's with gravy,

 none for myself,

 for dessert, rhubarb crumble, 

 with lashings of custard,

 well it is Easter,

so time to start on the eggs proper, then feet up,

for the Sunday afternoon film, The Day The Earth Caught Fire, it is one of the classic apocalyptic films of its era, being released in 1961, (just three years before the release of Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb), a newspaper reporter discovers that simultaneous U.S. and Russian nuclear explosions have drastically altered the earth's rotation, fires and earthquakes ravage cities all over the world, and chaos and sickness descend upon the frightened survivors as they try to put the planet back on its axis, do they succeed? You will have to watch the film!

in the evening we followed that with The Aviator, a stunningly good film, the special effects just so good, the story follows Hughes's heights of genius to the depths of insanity, we rounded the evening off with one from New Tricks, and as midnight approached and went we were off to bed.