The Stone, the Crows and the Stump

That's me chasin' the birds again.

Dropped Samantha and her pals off at the train station early this morning for and, whilst the sun was still shining, drove around for a bit looking for a photo. As I headed out by the old standing stone* outside Clackmannan I noticed a Buzzard perched on top of the stone, but by the time I parked and walked down there it was long gone, and the crows had moved in.

Left now with a long list of things to do (it's getting near THAT time of year again) so dashing off to see a man about a dog and other stuff, then back to do some photo book layouts, whilst running around in-between shoving a Dyson with a duster clenched between arse cheeks for good measure.

Talking of arse cheeks, did you see this the other day? Oooft.

*More details on the stone on a previous blip from a couple of years back.