An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
09 February 2012
Too cold to rain,... almost
Have had a couple of days upstairs this week, not upstairs proper, but upstairs enough to be wandering around in a landscape of hoar frost, catty ice and all-round general frizzness. Very few birds of note: Woodcock, a couple of brave Stonechats and a handful of Snipe were about the sum of it.