Warm cockles


To Berwick yesterday, not for the reason stated on the tin but nevertheless lovely to see Johnny & Yvonne.  After a splendid repast and blethers, we wobbled out onto the town walls and walked right round, for the first time I can remember.    It was most interesting to see the bastions and lovely views for a minimum of uphill effort.  I also added a new bird to my list, once I came home and retro identified a flock of some thirty female goosanders.  Ducks with teeth that live in rotten trees – eh, they may be only  the size of a melon but I wouldn’t mess with them.

Home for the new series of Dr Who, intense.  No thanks to Morrisons who appear to have sold me some duff red wine.

 

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