I've been out twice today, visiting the park WHERE THE CAFE WAS SHUT and a TV crew were filming out of a VW camper for some reason, and then in the afternoon I had a gentle - in reality laboured and heavy legged - 6km because I'm fed up of all the little niggles that are stopping me keeping fit outside, an indoor bike is no substitute.
I suppose if I fished, fitness wouldn't be a problem, but I doubt I'd burn many calories. The three guys angling on the Castle stretch of the Trent didn't seem to be exercising their arms lifting any fish out, or indeed move at all. They sat motionless, looking at their motionless float on a motionless flat calm river.
I bet the fish were torpid, hanging out in their fishy beds and doing absolutely nothing.
My run was the tour of the two lakes, and I didn't really see anything interesting on the water - no goosander, no pochard, although the male great crested grebes are now in their full breeding get up. The trees next to the main path were lively with redwing again - beautiful birds that have are continuing to ground feed after stripping the berry trees bare.
For some reason, London Road Pond has become the go to place for all manner of weird hybrid and farmyard ducks to visit. I wonder what's brought them all into town - are the farms not up to their exacting standards this time of year?
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