All in a flap and a flutter!

There he was, Cock of the Walk, then he spotted me out of the corner of his eye and maybe got a fright. He did calm down again when he realised that he wasn't heading for the roasting tin and carried on strutting his stuff round the orchard.
MaggieD and I were over in Culross this morning and had a stroll round the Palace gardens. I was quite pleased with myself for getting right to the top of the garden - and back down again. The views of the garden and across the Forth are great. However, the penalty must be paid and the hip is now giving me gyp. (That's quite poetic!) On that front, I have an imminent appointment to consult with the consultant regarding what condition my condition is in. Fingers crossed!