21 st January.

Sunday 21 st.
Got up, washed, shaved and made my way to Lingdale for lunch.
Just outside the village there was a pheasant in the perfect position, three feet away from the curb in the road.
Normally I’d be tempted to knock it over, but looking at it there didn’t appear to be a lot of meat on it so I left it alone and continued on my way.
Had a lovely meal, silverside was a little tough but managed to eat most of it.
Came home intending to watch the snooker match but ended up watching” the man in the iron mask”, don’t know how many times I’ve seen this film now.
Watched a couple of more films and then ran out of suitable viewing material so had an early night, 10 p.m.