This is mostly a testament to the crows on Southampton common, that flee as soon as you turn a camera on them, no matter how close they come in search of scraps of food. The buggers. This fellow is not a crow; he is a rook that I met at Stonehenge, who had the great advantage of staying still for a few minutes (whilst singing me a song of sorts; while technically lacking, no one has taken the trouble to sing to me before, so I appreciated his squawks none the less).
Anyway, you will notice this picture is unfinished- this is because at the moment, my spare time is fleeting. My little munchkin is keeping me busy, indeed. Happy Friday.