Jaqui's Daily Blog

Thursday 28th June

Today we decided to go on a jolly jaunt to Chichester in a bid to see the peregrine falcons nesting atop the Cathedral.  Or, as Mr B would probably point out, I decided we were going on a jolly jaunt and he went along for the ride.


And what a ride it was!  We caught the 700 ("Cruise along the Coast") Coastliner bus - which promotes itself as "a brighter  travel experience."  Three quarters of an hour later and we'd only gone as far as Littlehampton, a journey which, Mr B was quick to point out, takes no more than 10 minutes by car.  The whole journey took us 1 hour and 50 minutes and we arrived in the city with aching legs and numb bums. 


And so to the Cathedral and the special stand set up by the RSPB with telescopes trained on the nest, high up among the turrets.  Four baby falcons, two male, two female, have hatched there over the last eight weeks.  Alas, all four, plus their Mum and Dad, had apparently headed off an hour earlier for a parental lesson in stalking and preying.  They might return some time but there was no guarantee, explained the helpful RSPB rep, who somewhat unexpectedly hailed from South California. 


Mr B was quite amazingly laid-back about this piece of bad timing so off we went for a lovely lunch, all the more delightful because we have been cutting back of late on our meals out.  It was for all the world like being on holiday when time matters not at all and you amble about just for the fun of having nothing particular to do. 


Back to the Cathedral and, guess what, one of the falcon foursome had returned, tired out after her excursion.  At least we had something to see!  That was when the RSPB guide told us that there was actually a pair of peregrine falcons to be seen on the LLoyds building in Durrington, just up the road from where we live.    Mr B did not say a word.


On the bus for the homeward journey, fortified with bottled water and Werthers Originals.  The bus driver tells us that quite a few confused elderly people board the Coastliner not knowing where they're going or where they've been and travel for hours.  Mr B said not a word......

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28.12 | 07:41

This wonderful blog has summed up the true meaning of A Christmas Day. Once the dread of a restricted day had sunk in, other ways were invented. Thank you

22.12 | 09:20

So sorry to hear that Brian is in hospital. It would be bad at any time but at present....... It must be true agony for you. You'll both be in my thoughts. xx

22.08 | 02:02


I'll be able to help you with information on the usher's as Thomas Henry Usher is my aunt's ancestor as well can you please email me so we can talk

22.08 | 02:00

Hi Karen,

I thought I would try again to see if I can get a response from you again please email me so we can talk further. My email is: lol-emma@live.com.au

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