Grey-Headed Flying Foxes

Walked part of the 13km Two Valley Trail taking in a colony of flying foxes, a meadow of ibises (extra) and ending at the German Concordia Club where gnarly blokes were playing competitive croquet (second extra). Always pictured croquet as the preserve of young ladies in floaty white dresses.

The trail was slippery in places as I discovered when I suddenly found myself face first on it. Nothing bruised or broken.

Episode 3 of the French crime caper, The Crimson Rivers, tonight - just to see if it settles down after the sex, silly plot lines and secret Nazi dogs of the first double episode.