FAMILY VISIT

They came over to see whether I had any food when I took a turn around the park this afternoon. One parent has a broken wing, but it's been like that for years and doesn't seem to stop it bringing up annual broods of goslings.

The main event of the day, though, was getting my hair cut (before and after shots as an extra). Now I should be able to spend less time unblocking the shower plughole and untangling the vacuum cleaner rollers of masses of hair - it's been like having a moulting Afghan hound around the place, except it's me.