The strength of the wind that was threatening to blow me off my feet is imperceptible in the photo - anything moveable had been blown away long ago, probably to Denmark. Not a bird to be seen on the riffled water - there was a bunch of them sheltering in the lee of the Coburg St bridge.

Another day of plinking and warbling, with a pleasant change of scene in the evening when we went across the Links to Mel's house-warming (her second!). It was lovely to meet up with C again, and to see la belle C and the not-so-petits.