on a roll,
I'm on a roll this time!
I feel my luck could change.
Kill me again with love,
It's gonna be a glorious day.
and back in the saddle as hoped!
Harking back to the Post of Tuesady and more particularly the in flight
there was something of a 'follow-up' which we feel sure most of our diligent readers would have noticed. Close to the end of the clip comes a 'calling' Wader which we were 'almost' happy to call
Otherwise, embarking on a far better day than Christoph threw at us the day before, we were rather hoping that he may have sent something our way? We didn't have to wait long as we scanned the most westerly stubble field, which goes under the name of Mash, where stood a small gaggle of
It was a most welcome start but about to get better as just on a whime we stopped at the 'Sign of the
where had we not stopped we would not have recorded a second species for the
on the Solar Panels and quiet numerous this winter beofre arrival at the
A little dull on the way to the Sewerage Works where once again there was no signs of
Black Redstart or Siberian Chiffchaff, but a loan
on the rejuvinated water meadows along the
looking north before wallowing in the sirus skyscape across the Moor