231/365: Ey up, ducks

Went out to Blyth (Notts) today for a little walk around and a nice pint in the beer garden of The Angel. There's a major aquatic bird obsession going on in that pub and it always reminds me of a nice chap who used to live down the road from my mum and dad. When he was coming home from the pub, if my mum was out in the garden, he always used to say, "Ey up, ducks." Miss that guy!

Added extras of an intriguing door. I love doors like that and love photographing them. Added another extra of a sign leaning against the wall in the church porch. Thought it was sweet.