Oh, duck

This little (tufted?) duck was floating around aimlessly until he saw me point my camera at him. Then he started to move rather quickly, keeping a beady golden eye on me the whole time. He can't have heard about the recent ban on shooting waterfowl - or maybe he did, but just has a jaundiced view of government announcements.

The weather forecast for the end of the week is looking atrocious, so much so that we may decide to cancel my birthday weekend down south and miss out on seeing lots of good friends and family. Recent events have reminded us of a night we once spent in a freezing car on a snow-bound M74 near Lockerbie which was an experience we would not wish to repeat. But I shall be bitterly disappointed if we can't go.