Well, it's a bird.
But what is it?
Vicky says it's a Gold Crest.
David says it's a Blue Tit.
It will remain a mystery.
Vicky convenes today's meeting of THAWAS.
Eating half a walnut at low altitude is tastier
than eating one at no altitude.
Couldn't agree more.
I'd like to become a fully paid up
member of THAWAS.
The park's top predator.
Not the park's top predator (in this moment).
Mainly cloudy, warm and humid,
but with a nice stiff breeze, upstream.
Mainly cloudy, warm and humid,
but with a nice stiff breeze, downstream.
Feeding Mrs Gheluvelt at the jetty.
No sign of any other members of the family.
Mrs Gheluvelt.
On Pitchcroft.
Outward bound.
Skyscape.
Worcester Cathedral and friends.
Beetle.
On a child's discarded shoe.
Narrow boat.
Almost under Sabrina Bridge.
Pears.
Papa's Caffe:
English Breakfast Tea,
Chicken sammidge on Ciabatta Bread.
Strawberry Milkshake.
Ham and Cheese Panini.
Going in.
Wiping the basket down.
Well in.
On Pitchcroft.
Homeward bound.
It's raining.
Two hours earlier than forecast.
Outrage.
It's still raining.
It's stopped raining over there.
It's still raining here.
We could be stood under this tree for a while.
Blue sky.
It'll be here soon.
Really.
No blue sky here.
Blue Tit.
Definitely.
Robin.
Telling the world it's just stopped raining.
Berries.
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