A Tribute To
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It was with much sadness that we learnt, first of
all, that Eileen had suffered a heart attack earlier this year. She seemed to
be doing well with daily walks but then suffered a stroke from which she did
not recover.
Eileen with her husband Clifford arrived in Tetney in
1966 from their native Barnsley where they were supporters of the Naturalist
& Scientific Society. Eileen had actually met Clifford at that Society when
Clifford was giving a slide show to the group. They found they had a lot in
common with the love of wildlife and walking so it was natural that they soon
got deeply involved with the Lincolnshire Wildlife Trust after their move here.
As a primary school teacher Eileen had a real
understanding of children so when a Watch group was formed in this
area Eileen helped Clifford with the group though officially she wasnt
registered as a leader until the year 2000.
Eileen crammed many interests into life here in
Lincolnshire but we as Trust members will remember seeing her at both indoor
and outdoor activities. Clifford and Eileen were early members of the Grimsby
& Cleethorpes Area group. At the end of a walk around Tetney Blow Wells,
where Clifford is warden, Eileen would be in the church ready to serve
refreshments to the walkers.
The L.W.T. were represented at Eileens funeral
on April 18th at St Peter & St Paul church Tetney by Mary Porter,
Watch organiser for Trust and by three members of the area
committee including myself and several other members of the Trust. We do offer
Clifford our sincerest condolences on his loss of his wife.
Jennifer Redpath
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Looking for Migrants in the
Country Park.
On a fine spring morning in mid-April, fourteen of us met up
with leader Ray Hume. We wanted to see if our summer-feathered friends
were back after the winter from foreign parts. This time no one saw the
kingfisher streak by, but those warblers were in evidence; some by sound only,
so we relied on leader Ray for song recognition.
A single swallow was spied, but no martins. A sparrowhawk in flight was looking
for a meal so songbirds beware!
We did have one disappointment. A 'rarity' turned out to be a black-headed gull
without its full plumage ah well.
Ray explained that the varied habitat made the Country Park such a great place
to come to watch birds. Certainly my abiding memory of that morning was the
wonderful songs of the many linnets and skylarks. More walks are planned for
later in the year so do come and join us on them.
Jennie Redpath.
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The Way Through the Woods with
Mick Binnion ~ Saturday 30th April 2011
On a sunny but breezy afternoon, 22 people took part in the
Annual Walk around Bradley and Dixon Woods. A further three people joined the
group just as we were setting off once again to discover what the Woods had in
store for us. A beautiful brimstone butterfly flitting amongst the elder and
buckthorn was the first to be seen. A red-tailed bumble-bee had emerged from
hibernation and was busy looking for a suitable burrow in which to build a nest
and form a new colony. Bluebells, wood anemones, interlaced with greater
stitchwort carpeted the woodland. Early purple orchids with their spotted
leaves were among the flowers seen around the edge of Bradley Wood as well as
in Dixon Wood.
Micks knowledge was endless, pointing out leaves of the wood avens, the
yellow flowers not yet open, against the leaves of the water avens whose
flowers are pale salmon in colour. Birdsong accompanied us on our tour around
the ancient woodland. The instantly recognisable rich melodic song of the
blackbird was heard and others included blackcap, robin, chaffinch, green
finch, whitethroat, blue tit, great tit and chiffchaff - that tells everyone
its name!
I remembered seeing a bird feeding table in Bradley Wood so I brought a little
packet of wild bird seed with me, sprinkled it on the table, and sure enough it
attracted a female chaffinch, robin and a great tit.
But if you were to go to the Woods and sit very quietly, Mick informed me that
a nuthatch, great spotted woodpecker and treecreeper, could all be seen very
easily, as they had all put in an appearance before we had all turned up, eager
to begin the guided walk.
We all thanked Mick for sharing his vast knowledge, and I for one, hope this
lovely Walk around our ancient woodland is repeated again next Spring.

Bluebell and Stitchwort
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Bugle
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Julie Harrison.
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Part two of a
walk in Peoples Park with Mark Tyszka
On a rather unpromising Saturday afternoon weather-wise, ten of
us were led by Mark in this wonderful facility given to the people of Grimsby
nearly 130 years ago for their enjoyment and recreation and therefore ours
also. We started by looking at the newly created alpine bed just in front of
the pavilion. Most of these we recognized as British wildflowers.
Mark pointed out the wonderful views each way, and as we looked at various tree
varieties, he told us that of the six hundred or so trees in the Park, there
are around two hundred different species with some fairly uncommon ones like
the gingko, Japanese elm, silver-leaved lime and plantiers poplar. A pink
double flowering hawthorn next to a bright yellow laburnum on the lake island
made a great picture for the eye and the camera. Some of the group measured a
chestnuts girth at five feet from the ground. The 141 inches, Mark said,
converted roughly into that number of years growth.
A different type of measurement was carried out on a felled Corsican pine; that
of counting the rings of growth this time 128; again a rough
guide to how long since the tree was planted, we know that the trees were
planted before the park was opened in 1883.
Mark showed us two of the hundreds of species of holly and as we examined them
he pointed out which were male and which were female. He told us that only the
female bears berries. We looked at the magnificent monument to Alderman Henry
Smethhurst, which was erected by his friends. We saw the numerous details on
the monument and Mark reminded us that he was once a mayor of Grimsby and set
up a local fish factory, which has since closed.
We admired the views from the refurbished gazebo but were unable to go into the
floral hall as it was closed. Fortunately the rain held off and after observing
a bumble-bee burrowing and beetle holes in a dead stump. Most of us thanked
Mark for an excellent afternoon and made for a cuppa in the pavilions
café.
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