Staying alert

Not that alert because the heron didn’t notice me sipping my hot chocolate and blipping. I was hoping to see the kingfisher, it’s favourite fishing spot, I’m told, having conveniently moved further down stream where there is bench. I doubt this but will keep an open mind and an eye out, the terrain looks too exposed and with a limited number of overhanging wispy branches, willows, that they seem to like.
Back home in time for the FMs daily update and what was left of yesterday’s shepherds pie for lunch, and a new type of yoghurt manufactured by those french jam people, strawberry and rhubarb, very moreish.