When kingfishers go bad...
Jul. 27th, 2006 03:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cybermuleOK - I'm back from Orkney, so that's 3 unwritten travelogues, and a year's worth of unpublished photos. Ho hum. Although you'll be pleased to hear that I'm kicking back a little for the next month or two, so those things should be made good.
I just snarfed two whole watermelon Jolly Ranchers. Risky.
And the planned BBQ at the weekend is only inducing minor panic.
As to the title line - while0ct0pus and I were dithering outside the changing rooms at the local gym, a bright blue bird darted out of on of the nearby cubicles, swooped twice around our heads, then flew back into its refuge. After checking with 0ct0pus that this wasn't an acid flashback, I succesfully identified it as a kingfisher, and we initiated a rescue mission.
Freaky.
I just snarfed two whole watermelon Jolly Ranchers. Risky.
And the planned BBQ at the weekend is only inducing minor panic.
As to the title line - while
0ct0pus and I were dithering outside the changing rooms at the local gym, a bright blue bird darted out of on of the nearby cubicles, swooped twice around our heads, then flew back into its refuge. After checking with 0ct0pus that this wasn't an acid flashback, I succesfully identified it as a kingfisher, and we initiated a rescue mission.Freaky.
