A seal in the river

On my way out this morning I spotted what I thought was an otter in the river and pulled up on the bridge in the hope of a better look.
It turned out to be a seal, which frolicked (it's the only word for it) in the river between the two bridges, very close to the town. The first time i'd seen one so far upriver. 
It was being watched by a friendly man on the bridge who was a visitor from Somerset and amazed by the amount of wildlife he'd seen during his trip here. We had a companionable half an hour on the bridge watching the seal before I had to go on my way.

A fine bright blue-sky day, couldn't be more different from yesterday. A stripped to a t-shirt and wonder where my sandals are type of day. Lovely.