The heron or the train?

What's it to be? I have pondered this but better hurry up as it's nearly midnight! So, morning walk, started with one song worth of pulling weeds out of the front path (a new habit) and then jogged on down to the park. I saw the legendary heron and he posed for me. That was pretty cool. But then I managed to catch the 7.30 out of Bristol as it thundered through headed for London. So I had a blip dilemma. But y'know I've got a thing for trains so the lovely heron is in extras. Sorry... sorry!!!