Off to that there London for our now annual pilgrimage of grace to see probably, the current King of Comedy, Doug Stanhope* at the Leicester Square Theatre.
Looks like I may have picked a bad weekend. As I write and Eastern Olivaceous Warbler could still be lurking in the hedge by the Old Fall Plantation at Flamborough. Oh well, it would be nice but I can’t go for everything.
So, time for a bit of naked, urban birding and a trip to a few favourite pubs in that there London.
*Might not be everyone’s shot of Jägermeister but if you don’t get him it’s likely you have no sense of humour.