No red feathers, just the hooly-hooly skirt...

..on this little tree monster.

Look. There was nothing in the garden and this is my best effort.

I've been trying to kid myself I'm well, but I feel right off my perch.

I even looked up the G.P.'s number
(sometimes this can have miraculous healing effect!).

At least it's Thursday.
(Don't you just hate feeling undecided about the Doctor on a Friday?).

On a lovely note I saw a bullfinch in the garden today.
Almost blipped it, but in fairness, you would have had to have taken a bit of a leap of faith on it :-(

Hence, treemonsters R US today.