The Safari took Frank out for his evening game of footy. Two Peregrines on the tower, one tucking into its tea. The Goldcrest was still in the line of dense conifers.
There were some Blackbirds in the Golden Triangle and one of them gave that high pitched thin call that means duck! Actually that quacking duck but fast movement 'duck'. A Sparrowhawk came leathering through and then belted down the side of Magpie Wood producing an explosion of Magpies that had started to think about settling down for the night.
Mid afternoon Frank barked at something banging outside, we think it might have been thunder as the sky to the east was as black as black can be. But when we were out footying this cloud was hovering over Cliff's gaff - just hope he wasn't sucked up into it - it looked pretty fierce!Where to next? Not goin out in that !!!
In the meantime let us know if you've seen Cliff