Wednesday 18th January (Another Day)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a cloudy sky. Not one bird could be seen.

To the Lagoon


At midday Mr. Kite went to Monkmoor Lagoon. The sun was shining on this pleasant winters day. To cut a long story short. The water had a thin layer of ice on which a pair of shovelers sat by a pair of teal who watched a pair of mallards courting. Eight black-headed gulls sat in a line ignoring everything as they dozed off safely away from any lurking foxes.

Two hours later Mr. Kite returned to The Residence for a Tetley tea. Cheers.