Chinook

We live on a chopper flight path (it's a good job I didn't serve in Vietnam because I'd be constantly haunted by flashbacks in this house) and these big things constantly interrupt my radio listening when I'm working in the garden. It's very annoying when I'm fascinated by Making History or Women's Hour and then can't hear anything but the noise from these big rotors as it flies over my head.

So, I was happily working in the garden today (completing the new bed with mowing strip) when one appeared. Of course I had my camera.