Not hovering

It seems the local hoverflies are still 'busy'.  I topped up their little pond* when I got back from Holz and they reappeared pretty soon after.

My head just about survived today, on the precipice of headache and OK, which is at least better than yesterday when I went to bed with a sore head.  The new meds had better do something.  I cycled out to the Straiton shops this evening to see what there was to see after the fire yesterday evening that I missed on account of riding home the long way, but there wasn't much in evidence except a couple of huge dehumidifers that I assume are to deal with all the water from the fire hoses.  The only noteworthy activity was a young ne'er-do-well trying and failing to smash the bus shelter with a shopping trolley.  He'll do better in a few years when he's grown a foot or so and built some bigger muscles.

* saucer†
† posh puddle