Warts n' All

I don't think Mr Toad here appreciated being picked up off the cycle path and replaced beside the undergrowth before being encouraged to shuffle off into hiding, but there would be fewer squish opportunities there, and I think that would have ruined his day more. Must have been out looking for a mate, which means spring has clearly been delayed by about 3-4 weeks, since his post-coital cigarette should have been a memory by now.

Sitting in the Filmhouse demolishing a plate of Nachos, pondering the fact that at least I'm now over halfway through the week. All downhill from here. Drumming tonight should be interesting after missing the last couple of weeks...