Rapid Disassembly

Hay fever is a terrible thing, and this peacock is patiently awaiting reassembly after a particularly powerful sneeze...

Ok, it's me with the hay fever, and on our wander around Newark Park today it felt like Janet was seeking out the longest most virulent pollen-laden grasses to walk me through. I was a bit of a mess by the end.

On the other hand, as we returned to the village we noticed a brass band outside The Plough, and nipped down for some patriotic imbibing.

Sunday in the Sun... will you look at that sky in the extra?!