Not surprisingly there were few internet cafes seen in the glens so I may cheat and retro blog some back-dated entries later.
In the meantime we got back Saturday having got up early and decided to drive all the way home in one hit. This meant we could relax Sunday including a short walk around Wandsworth. Nestling amongst the light industrial units is Wandle Creek where the river Wandle flows into the Thames.
Strange to see, amongst the city sprawl a pair of grey herons, a small flotilla of tufted ducks, a couple of coots, a lone wagtail, the usual rabble of mallards and a couple of pointy-beaked chaps who we think were great crested grebes.
It may not rival the osprey we saw last week but still a heartening sight in the scruffy back lanes of SW18.
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