Squawk!

A parakeet in blossom at Norwood Park. It was talking to another parakeet across the green.

It's lovely to have Fred home. He appeared early after catching the first flight out and I met him at the station. Being up and out meant the possibility of a breakfast treat that we dutifully obeyed, scoffing down a veggie breakfast at the Electric.

Work, work, work, then a lunchtime walk via Norwood Park with its parakeets and that wonderful view (see extra) to Crystal Palace Park, where it threatened rain and the sun came out (extra 2).