COCK A DOODLE DOO

This chap was asserting his presence at a restaurant and country park we visited for lunch today. B was very taken by the thought of acquiring a holiday home at the site, but he'd need to sell all his guitars several times over to do that. Except that me carrying on working was more what he had in mind.

I've done something twisty and painful to my right knee somehow - I've no idea how but it's blimmin agony at the moment. I hope it goes as quickly as it came, and preferably before I run out of paracetamol.