A bird in the hand, is worth two in the bush.

Very quiet  in the gym this morning, but not unexpected. John turned up first, and remarked how well my nose has healed, which is good to hear. No sign of Des, Vic is still on his jollies, and Cath came just before I left, so I stayed for a chat with her. It was lovely and cool walking in the fields underneath the trees, and I spotted this Thrush, and luckily, for me, he hung around long enough for me to get a few decent photos. (see extra) Job done, I sat on one of the benches, and had a drink of water before I set off on the uphill walk home, When I got in, I looked like a boiled lobster, but I soon cooled down with a change of clothes.