Rhaslas

Arrived at the pool c10:00 hours this morning with what I thought was the usual gull flock and some canada geese, oh hum I thought, I'm here, I've got a hang over so just do it. Oh bugger its started to rain, no coat, no hat, I've got to go shopping soaking wet, its got to be Lidl's. A sanderling appeared from the west did a few laps getting higher each time and disappeared to the east, oh hum. A knot of white feathers appeared in among the gull flock, I dismissed it as moult, the rain was filling my spectacles, I was only half way around, oh hum. The knot of white feathers moved, its a bit small for black headed gull I thought, perhaps its been ill, oh jesus, I took 3 long distant shots and it was gone, swallowed by the mixed age lesser black-backed and herring gull flock, oh bugger bugger hum. Now where is my shopping list.

I knew TC would visit lunch time, I sent him a text stating; "strange small gull glimpsed through rain splashed specs" he's recently changed from apple and he can no longer receive my texts, oh hum. I finished my chores and for the first time in months I did not have a bottle with my lunch, my mother asked was I ill, I said no I had to see a man about a bird. I pulled up at Rhaslas, TC was parked in my space, he's lucky I hadn't been drinking. I spot him just off west point, I thread my way through the rush along a path known only to me and a sheep called eric. The phone rings, "I've got a Sab". I told him things would get better towards the end of the month, now where's my bottle opener.