Monday's birds above
The birds weren't there as I passed this morning, but on my way back from a pretty quiet morning on the flats and in the park, there they were, at least some of them. Not the 48 of yesterday, but about half, and the light was good. Just the sodding twigs to contend with. And although slightly off the patch, by about a quarter of a mile, I give you a bit of Scandinavian beauty. Phwoar!
Even Mr Brown was tempted by their loveliness, while most of the inhabitants of Forest Gate wandered around unaware of the stars in their midst. Twats!
Normal service to be resumed....