Diary of a nutty couple in Yorkshire and our rescued dog, Lucy!
Sunday, August 02, 2009
On Friday morning I woke up with a sore throat and ear ache, on Saturday I was still the same so on the way to take some piccies we called at the chemist. I explained to the lady my ailments who then explained them to the pharmacist who then asked what age the patient was, I replied 38 at which point he popped up from behind the screen shocked and said "opps, sorry, I thought you were a child". It seems my voice hasn't aged the same as the rest of me!
We arrived at a dark and damp RSBP Old Moor, taking piccies weren't as easy as normal, all the birdies were just too far away and the feeding station was really dark. I did manage to get a couple of shots though :-)