Another day another squirrel

I spent a large chunk of the morning on the balcony trying to capture the blue tits, in the drizzle. Their alighting on their favourite tree was too fleeting. After lunch I opted for the squirrel which was a much easier target, and blipped through two layers of glass.
Made pitta bread for supper, very successfully and with just flour and water. Wished I had known how straightforward it was before now.