I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes...

Apparently that tongue twister dates back to 1899. The pheasant pictured was on Heyshott Down this afternoon. We ended up doing 18,000 steps today in three stages (long story). It was very nice to see the sun again after its long absence.

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