Barking up the wrong tree.

J wasn't feeling too well this morning, with  a persistent  runny nose. He's not sure if it's hay fever or a cold, but it wouldn't have been very good riding a motorbike so he went to Llandow in the car. The usual suspects in the gym, and a good time was had by all. I saw this massive crow peeling bits of bark off the tree, although not sure why he was doing that. I hadn't been home long, when J phoned to say he was on the way, which was early for him. Almost time for a steak dinner, and I am starving.