Musings of an aging fan

Walking into work this morning, it felt like the coldest morning of the autumn / winter so far.

We've still got a light covering of snow on the grass, but it's almost all gone from the pavements and roads.

What's it like with you?

A very good weekend

My father came down on Friday evening. On Saturday, we went to Slimbridge, where we saw a peregrine chasing a few hundred lapwings and dunlin (although it didn't get any, as far as we could see). It was a truly magnificent spectacle.

This was followed by lunch at the Old Spot Inn in Dursley, which I've been to twice before - great welcome, great food, great beer.

On Saturday afternoon, my sister and her family also came down, and we went to the nearby playground.

On Sunday morning, my father left us to go back home. We had a very quiet day after that, with just a bit of gentle pottering around, and a walk up to see the local moorhens.

And that evening, we had the first game of the season, in the form of grey partridge. Delicious! :-)

But not quite such a good Monday

I woke up this morning with a sore throat, to add to the sniffle I've had for the last few days :-(

(On the other hand, I do now have my own desk at work!)