Lying in bed – a little behind time. Listening to Shaun Keaveny on BBC Radio 6 broadcasting the best breakfast music show by a country mile. Wondering whether to read another few pages of Sean Wilnetz’s absorbing “~ Bob Dylan in America” (which is actually all about America in Bob Dylan). Contemplating another Hob Knob when Lizzi said “What’s that thing in the holly tree?”. I said “What thing” (or something like that) , and she said “That orange thing. I think it’s a red squirrel!”. Now, we have never seen a red squirrel in the garden, let alone within 20 yards, but there it was, leaping onto our peanut feeder and giving it some. What a beauty! We stared fairly open-mouthed before I ran upstairs (upside down house) to grab a camera by which time of course, the squirrel had moved away. A little later, however, he came back and posed for snaps. A trip to the squirrel feeder shop was very much in order!