Panic!

Mr Quail had a fit of panic just the same as me.

His fit was that he couldn't find any oiled sunflower seeds on the ground this afternoon. My fit is that I did not have a photo to blip. Fortunately our fits helped each other. He provided this heroic pose and I showed my gratification by sprinkling sunflower seeds on the ground. Mr Quail gratefully helped himself to dinner.

In my retrospect my panic was greater because I am wrestling with DreamWeaver in preparing a web site for the bike club.

More later....