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It’s been a while, dear friends since I wrote anything much here and I’ve missed it! I’ve been so busy with the new business over at Go La La, that this blog has taken a bit of a back seat which is a shame. Never mind, am determined to change that and do more, as I love it. And why deprive yourself of something you love to do? (Serial killing excepted).

Anyway, it’s not a huge blog, this one, but just wanted to share something I’ve been doing lately to make me Feel Good. What with this new permanently working-from-home with John my OH, our routine has become somewhat odd.

We love it, don’t get me wrong, but adjusting to a working pattern has been nigh on impossible. We simply don’t do the nine to five any more. We’re a bit more about nine to eleven, and trust me, that’s not a two hour shift.

So we did think that we needed to factor some exercise type healthy ‘thing’ into our daily routine and here’s what we’ve been doing. As we live in Somerset and very near some wondrous nature reserves, we’ve been chucking ourselves out of bed at 6am and driving a few miles down to Ham Wall where currently a million or so starlings are in residence. The reserve is managed by the RSPB – there’s a plethora of information on the Ham Wall page.

We started this in early January. We don’t go every day, as we’re not that spectacular. The starlings migrate here from Scandinavia around late Autumn and spend the winter in these warmer shores, before heading back around about now, or end of Feb. Any minute now, really. So we won’t have much more time to see them. And when they go, I’m hoping we’ll just carry on with it, because there’s so much more to see down at the reserve. As the days change and we move into Spring and Summer, I can imagine there will be some wonderful seasonal changes to behold.

But back to the starlings and you’ve probably heard about the murmurations, which take place around dusk and see dramatic displays of starlings whirling and winding through the sky like large masses of smoke. It’s incredible. But what we’ve been experiencing in the mornings, is what’s known as the ‘Dawn Explosion’.

Amid the reed beds, the starlings settle overnight and at around 7am, the world starts to fill with the sound of their chatter. We’ve been arriving in the dark, complete with head torches, flasks and warm clothes and waiting until they start to move. It’s an incredible experience. Not just waiting for the starlings, but watching the reserve come alive in general. There are herons, cormorants, swans, ducks, egrets and we sit quietly in the hide watching the sky changing as light starts to break.


The starlings move in groups, across the reserve into one central location before they all head off. The sound and sight is incredible. The sound of thousands of wings beating in the air is difficult to describe. It almost sounds like a machine. It’s really difficult to catch any sensible photo of them, so my apologies for a lack of one!

I’m not really into bird watching as such, the experience for me is about the atmosphere, tranquility, the sky, the fresh air, the ambience. The best bit is waiting after the birds have flown, and watching the sun fully rise. Across the reserve, is a magnificent view of Glastonbury Tor. It’s really quite a magical experience from start to finish.


We head home for about 9am, make coffee and settle down to work. It sets us up for the day. It’s not a bad routine to have…