Found doing the backstroke

What started as a quiet morning turned into friends arriving for coffee and then a trip to the pub for lunch, where another of our gang had turned up with her golf partner.  Friend No. 1 is now on her way back home to Portscatho.  She should get through Bristol before rush hour.

As I was dusting I found this shield bug on its back.  Having proffered my finger, it gratefully climbed on board and I photographed it before taking it outside.  Apologies for the wrinkly finger.