Fierce owl

Went across to Dunfermline for the match against the wee team at EEP. It was a frustrating affair - lots of stoppages (one for a horrible, though accidental, injury), time wasting by Raith, flares thrown on to the pitch by Pars 'fans'.... ended in a victory to them. So much extra time had been added that I left the ground slightly ahead of the end, not fancying rushing for the train and getting wheezy. D and the others caught up - I could have stayed to the bitter end, as it turned out, as the train was about 15 min late.
It was good to catch up with several old pals who we hadn't seen for years.

On our way up through the park, we noticed what D had spotted last time we were across - the angry looking owl on top of the bandstand. First time he'd noticed it in almost 60 years of walking through the park - of course, we'll never un-see it now!