NOT A WAGTAIL

There's a flock of pied wagtails which spends about an hour every morning in the square outside. This morning I thought I was ready for them, especially when I noticed there was a grey wagtail among them. However, they're not called wagtails for nothing and none of the dozens of shots was any good. At least the cyclamen doesn't move about, and I ought to celebrate the fact that I bought it a year ago this week and it's still alive (although not quite as luxuriant)!!!

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