Early morning saw me at The Scrubs under incredibly bleak skies. The highlights were a Mistle Thrush and nothing much else.
I received the news today that my trip to Portugal next week was been postponed apparently because of a cock-up from the tourist board's end. The annoying thing was that I had to chase the organisors as I hadn't heard anything.
Anyway, I've got two legs and I'm still breathing. I'm a very lucky boy, so what have I got to complain about?
Whilst fighting off a sore throat and runny nose (although I don't feel ill) I started to work on my presentation for this weekend's Lea Valley Wildlife Weekend.