I am not a Pheasant Plucker

Indeed. Being under the weather is starting to make me, well, if not unpleasant then at least not my usually pleasant self to be around. Have barely been able to communicate after getting home this week. Can't wait to feel better. On the way to Dorking spied a field full of Pheasants - at least 20 of the with various crows and thought I could get my fix of Photo fun with them. They were less than co-operative. Instead took this rather creepy photo of a lone farmhouse surrounded by crows. Or are they ravens. Anyhow the greyness feels like me at the moment.