Last week

Deep breath.


I went to track training evening with a running club. Yes me. Track. A club. Two runny things I never do. But it was sort of safe, because I knew the person leading the session. And she knows I am a crap runner. So there. It was sort of fun in that ‘Oh shit I really am not fit’ way.

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Look, proof. Not a single bird in sight, either.

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Tuesday I left my phone at work, so no photos on the way home.

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Or the way in next morning.

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Wednesday afternoon was Paddington coot afternoon.

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Thursday morning was blossom.

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Thursday afternoon, heron being photobombed by a coot, and some Egyptian goslings.

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Friday morning London was empty, so I was weirdly fast. (Paddington basin cranes, not a gangly bird or two.)

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Friday afternoon, a moorhen! They are a lot more camera shy than coots and herons.

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Saturday, some seaside.

Sunday I had peanut butter on toast.

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