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So that's Charlie and Rory winging their way back to Lisbon after a hen weekend and another unrelated wedding. It's always delightful to see them, and I miss them already, but they'll be back again for the next wedding quite soon. All part of being thirty...

Yes, I may have mentioned the climate carbon thing, but they're living their lives into the future, and we've largely lived ours (and we are no saints, either).

Having dropped them at the ever busier, ever more congested Bristol Airport - the real reason for me not wanting to fly, far more than any climate considerations - we drove down to Ashton Court to scout out the red and fallow deer herds.

It was a warm afternoon, and they were largely sitting out the heat in the long grass. The antlers were spectacular and the extra shows friend Magpie, who was leaping about them feasting on flies...