As the song goes, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues. But some Black-tailed Godwits can help, the first sign of autumn! These four were at Croxall yesterday:
And this one was at Uttoxeter Quarry this morning.
That's about it this time, at least it's improvement on last week. Watching some stuff from Glastonbury this evening, in particular the living legend that is Paul Simon. One of his most famous songs is, of course, "Fifty Ways to Leave your Lover".
But Paul, you only mention five ways (Slip out the back, Jack. Make a new plan, Stan. Don't need to be coy, Roy. Hop on the bus, Gus. Drop off the key, Lee). But what about the other 45 ways? So far, I can think of:
Just run away, Faye.
Drop her in a ditch, Rich.
Feed her to a shark, Mark.
Only 42 to go! Admittedly, that last one could be classed as murder rather than just leaving.