Solo

Aaron the Heron is rather pissed off. He saw his cousin's Instagram, the lucky bastard who lives on the West Pier and who gets fed baby pollack and baby mackerel by the fishermen. For free! Just for the craic! Jammy bollix. 
Things are quite different here in the Devil's Glen. One has to adopt a much more beaks on approach to feeding if one wants to fend off starvation... 

I had a lovely loop walk in the forest today, all on my own. Luca was rehearsing for the upcoming school play (A Midsummer Night's Dream), Mimi was busy revising for the Chistmas exams and judging by the squeals of protest uttered by Finn, he would have rather had his fingernails pulled with plyers than go for a forest walk with his old dad.