Near mugged by a gang of Mute Swans, sneaking up on and demanding all my dough. Silently. Didn't have any bread on me though.
Pure coincidence there's swans on here two days in a row. Honest. Weather was greyer than the old Blipfoto, and with lost of driving around garages and the like for the car's MOT and service, a quick run up to the Dam was all I managed.
The old four-wheeled jalopy cruised through its test, so the expected big bill wasn't big at all. Always a relief that.