If I stay very still....

...maybe she can't see me? This young squirrel found himself between a brick wall and a wheelie bin with no escape route visible to him, so he stayed very still indeed for a few moments.

I was on my way to get a bus up to the office for an all-day meeting - although I made my excuses and left at lunchtime, taking my annoying cough away with me - the strep throat has moved downwards a bit. I had been intending to go across to Fife after the meeting to join Mr H and our chums in Cupar for the evening, but felt too ropey and in fact slept all afternoon. Right, I have just run a hot bath and taken an ibuprofen along with some spiced berry cordial. All that is required to top this off is a slug of Shandonner's fine damson gin and I'll be snoring in no time. :-)