Scourge of the cabbage white butterfly

LAST Monday I wrote about the birds in my garden and on Tuesday I got a number of emails from readers full of interesting information, particularly about the family life of the house sparrow.

Then disaster struck.

For many years I have been writing my articles on an ancient PC. Younger members of the family decided this was barely a step removed from a quill pen and presented me with a new laptop for my birthday. I was delighted. But the keyboard was rather different and, more crucially, so was much of the software.