What Happened?

We took the opportunity of what may be the last sunny day for a while to visit Johnston Gardens.

Shock and Horror awaited us. The moorhen is in her usual place, but where is the nest? She is standing on a rock where her nest used to be. Presumably the rock provided the foundation stone for the nest. She must be confused, and so are we. Perhaps the council cleaned the pond, and her nest got swept away in the process.

Having left the moorhen we looked for a bench in the sun, sheltered from the cold wind, at the third attempt we found a sheltered spot. There we tarried for a while. We did not see as many ducks there today as usual.

Afterwards we went to the Palm Court for a coffee and finally to Boots for a pair of reading and sunglasses. These are to provide a temporary solution as my prescription glasses no longer work for me. Until I make aa new visit to the optician these will have to do. I feel a bit like Long John Silver, but without a parrot.