bird spotting

It rained all day Saturday. Like really rained. All day.

It didn't matter. I wasn't going anywhere anyway.

Yesterday it only rained a bit. So in between showers the OtherHalf dragged me to a cricket pitch somewhere near Harwood House to look at a bird that had been spotted hanging about. A fancy bird. A Hoopoe. Apparently the first to be spotted in the UK for 40 years?

Anyway we were very lucky that it turned up only 10 mins after we arrived. It walked about the cricket pitch eating worms while about 157 middle aged and elderly outdoor types (mainly kitted out in camo and accessorised with massive f-off telescopic lenses) all got their knickers in a knot taking photos of it. 

It was very lovely but once you've seen one rare hoopoe eat a worm on a cricket pitch you've seen them all. So I went to wait in the car where it was warm. And less crowded.

My sister said I need to get a life.

(Please note...this isn't the hoopoe. It was much fancier than this chap.)