The morning after...

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The wedding yesterday went on into the wee small hours. mrs cyclops, 77, a couple of other friends and myself went into Sligo to find lunch and some fresh air. There were families feeding the birds down by the river, causing a confusion of whirling wings and beaks to fight for precious morsels. I think this guy has just realised he's going to crash and slammed on the air-brakes!