Some things never change....

It's a good job I'm not a train as I'm running late again....

I had a horrible start to the day. I trundled down the stairs for a cuppa, sauntered into the kitchen and saw a pigeon, arse in the air sticking up from the bird bath. With leaden feet (in slippers) I went with a heavy heart outside. There was movement and bubbles so I thought I might be in time to save Lucky. My glasses were all steamed up and teary (my lenses go in later) as I stretched a trembling hand out when SQUAAAAAAAAK! I nearly shit myself and Lucky definitely did, as he shot up, showering me with water and plop as he disappeared into the trees.

When my heart had stopped hammering, I wiped my glasses on my Winnie the Pooh pyjamas (sorry to ruin your idea of how glamorous I was) and unravelled the garden hose, cleaned out the bird bath and then went back upstairs for another shower!

The rest of the day consisted of dinner at the Dog and Doublet. Abbot Ale and back to watch Endeavour. I haven't seen Lucky since but if he did die of fright after seeing me in my pyjamas, he nearly took me with him! He might have the last laugh yet!

Mildly interesting large....

Track? After my brush with death, I am feeling sentimental so let's have a bit of Rainbow - All Night Long