As I opened the patio door to walk round the garden in search of a blip I looked up just as the Heron was flying overhead.   It was a mad dash to point the camera and find it in the viewfinder before it had disappeared.   I don't know whether I disturbed it when I opened the door or whether it had flown up from a neighbours river bank.
I then met Steven and took him out for a delicious lunch to celebrate his 49th birthday, where have all those years gone, it's quite scary really how time flies by so quickly.