Murder on the bird table.

Went to the gym this morning, and then walked into town. I took a few things to the charity shop ,  and ,as at this point, I didn't have a blip, I saw  a recruitment wagon promoting the  Army. I was going to take a photo of it,and I reached into my gym bag, and couldn't find my camera. Then the penny dropped, I didn't have it with me.  A senior moment, for sure! I was wondering this morning, why my bag was so light! Luckily for me, when I got home, I went out the garden, to put some washing on the line, and I saw this crow, eating the fat balls on the bird table J has constructed. Mr Crow saved the day.