Black crow

I looked at him, he looked at me. One for the set list, perhaps. ;-) This is Mr Corvus corone, I'm told, who looked up when he thought I was going to interrupt his lunch. I wouldn't dream of it, not with that beak! Actually it could be his equally intimidating missus, for all I know.

The morning included a particularly turgid presentation by a suit beamed up from MK - luckily a colleague who's about to retire was able eloquently to express what we were all thinking ( and much more politely). Then home to a more exciting meeting about applied maths (honestly!) on the phone.