A haunting sound.

A journey to Stilton today to take a customer from my taxi days to a funeral.  A lovely village which, before a bypass was built,  had the Great North Road running through it.
Found a footpath to walk Ginny and heard this haunting whistle and then over the brow of a hill and really close appeared a beautiful red kite followed by another.  They performed a leisurely dance on the thermals before heading off towards the A1(M) to find lunch I guess (a bit of roadkill?). Just managed to get my phone out to capture this one's departure - sorry it's a bit of a weak blip but it was a nice encounter and suited  the day in a strange way.