Big bird

There was a big bird flying around on my dog walk this morning.  Frustratingly not quite close enough to get a good picture so I don't know what it was.

I liked this anyway  - evocative.

For the record, Drs think Mum hasn't got epilepsy, the violent jerking and shaking is, they think, another UTI.  She's still in hospital.

Finalising details for lovely wind band friend Pete Long, whom I've known for 30 years and now of Ronnie Scott's fame to stay next week.  He's in Cambridge playing at graduation ceremonies and doesn't need to commute back to Croydon when we have plenty of spare bedrooms here.  Oh yes, he played at our wedding 22 years ago too.  There is definitely a curry in it for me.  Bring it on!