Does he know something?

This is a quickie! I should have posted this last night but I went to bed rather than fall asleep downstairs.

I'm not sure why this starling was going underneath the suet cake. Maybe he knows the best bit is down there; well the driest bit anyway as it was pouring with rain and there were soggy birds everywhere.

I went to Stratford to pick up bird food and meet Frank in the Windmill. I stuck to Abbot Ale but as they had a cider festival on, I had a scrumpy at the end when the Abbot had run out.

We had the usual great chat before I headed back to Brum.

Track? One of my favourite Deep Purple numbers - Perfect Strangers