Chillin'

It was dank and drizzly all day, so didn't hang about at the market. I thought this little group of female eiders might involve a creche - snapped them from quite a distance so couldn't really see if there were any eiderlings. When I looked at it on the laptop it turned out just to be three lady eiders chillin'. Maybe auntie was looking after the little 'uns.

Having done extensive research on the low alcohol beers this week, I decided to spend the evening drinking an Orval and doing a bit of silent head-banging to Beethoven's 9th. And then Dylan's Murder Most Foul for a nightcap.