Tales from the Wood – The Diary of a Badger Watching Man

Here you go.  Here’s another one of those short diary posts.  At the weekend, my wife and I were discussing the House Martins that nest every year in the eaves of our house, and trying to remember when they usually return from migration.  Neither of us really knew – an unpardonable gap in our knowledge – so I said I’d make a note of the date when it happened.

Well, we were out feeding the chickens yesterday and there, flying around the garden, were the House Martins.  The plucky little chaps have made it all the way back from southern Africa where they overwinter, all the way back to our own corner of Bedfordshire.

Are they late or early this year?  I have no idea.  But at least I’ll know when to expect them next year.