Patience is all

I had a very successful insect hunt over the back this morning culminating in this beauty which landed in front of me.

Our friend's 70th birthday (carrying on from Tuesday's trip to Greenwich) finished with a party at their house this afternoon, although we all had to troop across to the village green at 6 pm on the pretext of a group photograph.  Unbeknown to our friend, his daughter's partner (Red 10) had arranged for his squadron of Red Arrows to make a slight detour on their way to Shuttleworth in Bedfordshire, and at eight minutes past six they roared overhead.  I don't think I have ever seen him so lost for words.  What an end to a 70th birthday.  See extra.