Soggy starling

Rain stopped play - bike rides nope; allotment nope. A variety of soggy birds lined up at the gate to be fed. A heron no less on the gable end of the house opposite. I operate bird apartheid when it comes to starlings - love the murmurations, hate the mess of one in the back garden. Didn't know their beaks were so colourful.

Beer and curry evening somehow morphed into a Eurovision party - good to see the lovely bearded Conchita pull it off. Restored my lagging interest in the whole mediocre 'music' fest. And as for the Polish offering...shakes head. Interesting to see the number of blippers watching the event. Had kind of thought it was a bit like panto - only Britain really did it.