More birds I am afraid

A couple of short strolls today - it was pretty wild and windy - and this Golden Plover on Baleshare clearly wanted its photo taken, staying on the ground as I got near in the car. Not as in your face as a Baltimore Oriole but subtly attractive, with the odd glint of the eponymous gold.
A belated Birthday party tonight for neighbour D's 60th. The bagpipes were piped and the squeezebox squeezed with much skill and gusto. Not I hasten to add by me - I contented myself with drinking the red wine on offer.