After the swallows have departed, the Saxon longhall has now been taken over by a pair of Robins, who closely supervise the work going on and this week seranaded us with a beautiful song at lunchtime from atop the hall.

On the education building a hirsute red robed figure clutching a small bag was seen muttering to himself. Failing to locate a chimney he disappeared after a short while. This was assumed to be some form of Christmas practice run.