I must be getting old....

Just back from a few day's family visit in Plymouth: we left last night at 10.00, arriving this morning at 03.45. As hoped, the roads were virtually empty, despite the preferred route being our usual A30 / M5 / A303/ M3 / M25 / M11 (Some of the worst roads in England!) Needless to say I'm now absolutely shattered!

We enjoyed spending time with Linda's Mum, brother Barry and his partner Judy at their beautiful home, in Plymouth itself and some of the surrounding region. Favourites were, I suppose, the terrific restaurant in Plymouth Barbican (this has an amazing exterior mural which has sadly faded) Totnes and its market and the craggy region around Burrator Lake.

Not many birdy moments, but Ring-necked Parakeets in Central Park were noteworthy, as were Nuthatches, Mistle and Song Thrushes and a prowling Sparrowhawk that put all the pigeons in Totnes Market to flight!