Punk's Not Dead

Thank you for all my birthday wishes, and yes I managed to wake up this morning without a headache. :-) Nevertheless, a quiet day. Out on the fields this Lapwing is presenting a mohican I can only dream of. 

I'm lazily sifting through all the goodies I was blessed with yesterday, including a bright red cycling top that really shows off my post-mamil fashion sense (or someones), and some cycle tour books too. And whisky. 

Because, like guitars, the ideal number of whiskies is always, n = n+1