OK then - a great few days away that ended with a crawl along the M25 on Wednesday afternoon - and I was in the section that hadn't had an accident. However, as a result of other goings on, a journey that should have taken about 1hr 20 minutes, lasted 2.5 hours! Nice!
Today, it's been domestic, cold and wet - so reality has set in - boo hoo. But even more, as a result, makes me realise just how lucky we were with the weather we had!
I've been going through the pictures I took and somehow seemed to have overlooked this one of a Turnstone.
I just wonder what it was thinking as it gazed at its reflection in water?