Hungover

Yup that was me after night on the town saying farewell to the beautiful Kerrie Walker, one of best people I've ever met, or am likely to meet. No Mills & Boon happy fairy tale endings here though, just a hangover... ... and what better way to blow the fug away than a brisk, bracing walk round the patch. Bracing it was, brisk it wasn't. I was having chronic trouble focusing with or without my bins, no matter, there was stuff-all to see and nothing to alleviate my gloom. 2 Snipe in the boggy bits, a smart male Reed Bunting, Treecreeper calling in the dell and a couple of Coal Tit in Bush Wood. Clearly what was needed was some kind of mega-amnesia inducing bird. Not this time, next time perhaps!