I was awoken early this morning by the corvine equivalent of anti social behaviour. A terrible racket was going on outside, and as I peered through the curtains I could see an unseemly incident unfolding.
An angry magpie was screeching and flapping around a tree, whilst several thuggish looking rooks sat hunched on the telephone wires. A strange honking sound, which I thought was a duck, made the scene even more surreal.
As I was now awake, I decided to get on the bike and do a ride. Not having the appetite today for a long ride, I decided on a shortish 13 mile route and the sun was just warm enough to be comfortable. Any hotter and it would have been uncomfortable.
I did 15 miles at an average of 17.4 miles. As I returned, the source of the duck-like honking was revealed. A bottle-green burst of plumage hurried into a hedge – it was a peacock!