Another one of those red things...

...And not really doing anything much.

Unlike...The birds in the garden who are, even as I write, slumped on branches and weeping with the agony of their mirth..

..I bought myself a little present. (The rugby was on TV.. Himself was absorbed..And I heard the call of T'internet..).
'Wouldn't it be nice', I thought, 'if I had myself a little camouflage blanket?
I could watch the birds in the garden from beneath it - and they'd never know...And I could capture sneaky (and perfect!) shots of them doing the interesting things that they never do whilst I'm watching'.
Well...(!). It seems someone was right there on this wavelenth already!... According to the trusty interweb, at the click of a button (ONE click) such a camouflage blanket could arrive on my doorstep the Very Next Day.

So it did.

It wasn't quite as 'little' as I'd imagined.
It wrapped around my entire length a couple of times (or just a bit more). But I didn't permit this (what some folk might call 'nuisance') to deter me. To be honest, with my velour leopardskin slippers finishing off the ensemble at the bottom, you'd be hard pushed to pick me out in any woodland scene.

So, today (the builders left early, feeling 'Friday-ish' and) I popped out into the garden, all keen to 'blend-in'.

Camouflage blankets (I am here to inform you) are NOT all they are cracked up to be. Firstly, they are full of holes and there is NOTHING which they don't catch on; the door handle (on the way out). The tripod (which could cause a very nasty accident). Not to mention one's fingers.
And the nose.

Also.. It seems, seven metres of camouflage blanket is far HEAVIER to wear than one would imagine. And limits the vision more than somewhat.
(I must admit that the viewfinder was not at all easy to pinpoint at this stage. Also, the weight of the thing, as well as forcing hair over the face, had a tendency to just kiss the varifocals out of kilter).
So, the birds, after their initial warning (or calls to the comedy show) came very close and sang at full volume. Bless.
Unfortunately I was unable to spot them through the actual lens, being only able to free either one eye or a nose at any one time.

So. The above is a reliable ladybird. Sigh.

Anyway, the red wine forecast is looking MARVELLOUS.
So cheers one and all. Is the sun over the yardarm yet?
Happy Friday!