Kathleen May of Bideford

We nipped up the A38 to the "good" garden centre for a wander around and for some additional pond marginals to give the newts extra protection from the marauding koi. Lots of people feeling they could now abandon their masks, but that's expected and survival of the fittest was never about intellect.

Then a little further north for a wander around Gloucester Docks. It's been done to death of course, but I quite liked the complexity and chaos of this shot through the rigging of one ship to the Kathleen May of Bideford and the Llanthony Warehouse beyond.

There seem to be a lot of insecure people out there today, carrying around their national flag in case they forget which country they live in. There was a time one carried flags and standards into battle in countries abroad, so you knew who was on what team. Oh, yes, there's a bunch of people kicking a ball this weekend.