It was one of those stupid afternoons when you know you've tried to fit too much in, and then wonder why you're breaking the sound barrier in the car, whizzing around trying to get it all done.
Get through traffic snarl-ups out of city as fast as possible. Tick.
Visit mother. Tick.
Put up surprise skull and crossbones flag on front garden of 5-yr-old godson's house while he's at school. Tick.
Buy smokes. Tick.
Make dinner. Tick.
Eat dinner. Tick.
Go birding....Tick.......managed to check out Plex Moss and the Withins later in the afternoon, but with the vegetation and crops shooting up, it was hard to pick much stuff up, especially in the strengthening westerly breeze.
Station Road at Barton still has loads of House Sparrows, but Lapwings, Yellowhammers and Corn Bunts were in short supply on Plex.
Several parties of House Martins feeding over the crops there.
Three Curlews on the Withins were interesting, especially in the light of Mr Bannon's recent tetrading in more easterly areas of Lancs - my birds were non-breeders surely, but I don't know about the superb Buzzards hanging in the wind there.
Several small groups of Shelducks now, with singing Whitethroat still and a few Red Legged Partridges - but no Greys today.
40-50 Swifts hawking over the Withins too.
Life is short. Bird often.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies....