Birthday bouquet.

Gloom, low cloud and rain, although not quite as continual as the forecast said.  Put out bird food although not many birds appeared.  Afterwards I lay on the sofa, opening birthday cards and breakfasting on coffee and croissants. Hardly moved for the rest of the day.  I was going to look for fungi at Helen's Myre but photographed some birthday flowers instead.  Liz Truss's resignation was a nice birthday present although no doubt somebody worse is going to appear out of the woodwork.  Maybe Christmas will present us with a general election. For now I'm going to eat scallops for dinner with a few glasses of Pouilly Fume  and  more ice cream than is good for me.