View from the Bridge

A morning spent on the golf course being attacked by territorial black-headed gulls; don't know what's got into them but they're a real pain just now. Then off to get my flu jag and have the old blood-pressure checked, not that I thought it needed checking but something flashed up on the receptionist's screen when I was booking in. Anyway, it's fine, despite those pesky gulls!
It was tipping down earlier but thankfully the rain had stopped by the time I wandered into Stockbridge and then home.