Saturday mornings are notoriously busy round here, with mini rugby kicking off at 9.15 and Irish Dancing at 10.30. Once the 'boys' go, Dolly and I set off on our own wee routine before dancing class. This invloves a trip to Tescos to do the shopping, followed by a stop at the library to exchange books.
Normally by the time we've managed all that we are just in time for dancing, but this morning we had about 20 minutes to spare - not enough time to nip home, but not enough time to do anything else constructively either.
Dolly's Irish dancing class is in a church of Ireland church hall, which backs onto a cemetry. In the middle of the cemetry is the biggest beech tree I've ever seen, so having a few minutes to spare this morning we decided to use the time to collect some beech nuts for the nature table at school.
When we arrived, the tree was surrounded by a thick carpet of dry golden-red leaves. Moving leaves out of the way to look for the beech nuts quickly became a major leaf kicking exercise, and I think a few armfuls might have been thrown as well.
Needless to say, we didn't find one beech nut, but it was the best 10 minutes craic I've had in a long time!