It’s been gloriously hot this June and while certain flowers and some people too, are wilting heat, there are others that are positively basking in the sunshine.

I was schmoozing at a conference in Nottingham yesterday, meeting up with lovely colleagues from around the country who are also 30 Days Wilding.

Is there any record of buzzards causing road accidents, simply because I get really excited when I see one flying over the motorway.

Today is National Colour TV Day, and I have been speaking to producers from one of our favourite programmes on the colour TV - The One Show.

Just six days to go and 30 Days Wild will be gone for another year - so these days will be a challenge in themselves.

My wild act for day 23 started unexpectedly early. Bang on midnight to be exact.

We have a lot of foxgloves in our garden this year, growing out of the flowerbeds, various pots and even halfway up the stone walls.

This may not look like heaven to many people, but this is my patch of wild paradise in the centre of urban sprawl.

I cannot think of a better way to spend Day 20 of 30 Days Wild than learning how to fly like a pied wagtail.

What better way to spend 30 Days Wild than helping rid one of our reserves of the dreaded Himalayan balsam, and having a close wildlife encounter in the process?