Work Day

Blipping birds is becoming synonymous with workdays. I'm being very disciplined and only leaving my desk to empty the washing machine, make a cup of tea, chat to a neighbour, see what cowboy movie is on sunday afternoon, check my facebook, check my e-mails, stroke the cat, have some lunch, put in more washing, have a cup of tea and get a blip. The elder tree is full of birds stocking up before nightfall but I still couldn't manage a decent blip of a siskin. They are nervy little chaps, especially when the bad-tempered goldfinches are on the niger seed. So this photogenic blue tit will have to do for today.

Anyway back to the marking....when did I last have a cup of tea?