The restrictions were being well observed down by the river and in the park, and I had plenty of space to cross the street to avoid other people. Although on the odd occasion when I had to walk by someone a little too close, I employed my (daft) "Hold Breath for 20 second technique."
I bet I'm not the only one either.
Taking advantage of the peace and quiet, a heron was perched in a prime fishing spot on the windowsill of the now quiet Navigation pub, undisturbed by anyone having a lunchtime pint today.
He saw me though, on the opposite bank of the river - hence the poor quality photo - and turned his predator's head to give me a long stare. He didn't fly off though, they normally do when they know they are being observed.
Lots more small tortoiseshells in the air today, including 5 spiralling around each other, and also two copper bottomed signs of Spring - the first brimstone butterfly, and the first singing chiff chaff!
Regards
Si
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