Huddle in a puddle

At least the resident wood pigeons got a temporary bird-bath from the morning's downpour. If it hadn't been for the muddy puddle, they'd have almost blended in with the colours of the stones.

Took Andy up to the Grammar School for his introductory evening, where at one point, one of the teachers said that wearing school uniform was "one less thing for the kids to be bullied about."

While it was obvious what she meant, afterwards I asked Andy if he'd thought it sounded a bit negative.

"Hmm, yes," he said. "It was a bit like the elephant in the room. The one getting bullied for being an elephant."