Wednesday, 17 November 2010


Up at 05:30, me and the dog suitably cleansed (not simultaneously, I might add) and at Seahouses for 7:10.  And that's where the plan goes to rat shit!

'Force 250' Southerlies, sand blown up the beach, scope blown over, hat blown off (numerous times) AND NO FECKIN' WHEATEAR!!

It's Carry on Birding!