I would love to have seen that gorgeous Bee-eater at Winterton that has delighted so many birders over the weekend, but its been dawn 'til dusk sorting out stuff for Father's move tomorrow and general assisting at home. If I ever have to cut out, write or iron another label on a garment, I will lose the plot completely!
Heard some absolutely shocking news this
morning (can't talk about it at the moment, not appropriate) that had me in floods of
tears. Why do the most dreadful things happen to the loveliest people – life is so cruel at times. It's been a pants weekend all round. I wished I had booked
tomorrow morning off as well as the afternoon now, oh well.