Last night, we opened the back door to see what it's like out there (yeah, being British, looking through a window doesn't always justify what we see.. and yes, it's a habit of ours

) and we heard 'OoooOOoooooooo' 'OOOooOOOoooo'
"An owl!!"
"Thats no owl!" I said, "Thats that bunch of sherry drinking pensioners...! OooooOOooo its cold! OoooOOoo wished I'd had a whiskey! OoooooOOOoo wished I'd remembered my gloves!"
Got something on the way, just not sure WHAT. And got an appointment in my own garden in the morning too - just hope the weather is divinely filthy as it will help me like you'd never believe
