That looks tasty

With a pounding head, streaming nose and eyes I took myself away from the germ ridden household and had a mooch beside the canal, in the rain.  Mr Robin was pleased to see me and enjoyed the few biscuit crumbs I dropped on the towpath for him and which I found in the bottom of my coat pocket whilst locating the much needed tissues.  I saw the two Swans who are without their cygnets now and a host of Mallard and I also chatted with an elderly man called John and his elderly Welsh Greyhound called 'Siân'!

I suppose it was inevitable that I would succumb to the lurgy at some point. Grrrrrrrr .............