RSPB Frampton

A newish reserve with six hotel-sized hides and lots of water and scrapes.  

Peregrine

The water birds often took off in a panic, and we looked up for the raptor, but this (? female) peregrine snuck in at low level and brought down a teal.  Our photography seemed to annoy it, so it took its prize and flew further away and ate its crop full.  Forty-five minutes after the kill, it flew away.  

Lincoln

Our day in Lincoln began with a coffee and a Halloween biscuit, then we explored Steep Hill (good choice of name) and found this bust of George III inside the castle.  It was on an 'inland lighthouse' used to guide people across the flat lands, but was removed in 1941 in case RAF aircraft hit it.  The castle and cathedral were more expensive than such attractions in other places.

Radio Telescopes

Miles and I investigated the shapes of the scopes at Lord's Bridge.

Bat & Bug

Ann at Wandlebury yesterday and Meredith at Gamlingay on Sunday.

Orwellian Southwold

A dull day at Southwold portrayed in pictures.

In The Woods

A family outing to Gamlingay Woods with Peter and Holly and Bracken.  We found mushrooms and kicked the ball for Bracken - a lot.

Southwold

With the camera club to Southwold and some guidelines for photos including humorous pix of beach huts and a selfie.  The weather was dull but I used a tripod most of the time.

Goodbye, Millie

We had to take Millie to the vet today for the last time.  Fourteen years and one month old, not bad for a large pedigree dog.  Meredith was told Millie had died, but asked me later "When is she coming back?" 

Fitzwilliam Museum

The good weather returned after a week of low pressure, so we went into Cambridge and visited the FW.  The bottom pic was taken in Engineering.  

De Havilland Comet

A bonus at this show was the original Mildenhall to Melbourne Comet air racer.  It had been out of the sky for a good few years.  It flew all the way to Baghdad before refuelling.  

Old Warden at the End of the Season

I had not been to Old Warden for two years, and although I knew the Vulcan would pull in a huge crowd and we had seen it twice at Bournemouth, we bought tickets.  As we were babysitting Meredith, she came too.  She loved the aircraft, and when Mark Jeffries appeared in his Extra 300, she said he was 'making clouds', and when he tumbled out of the smoke she said, "It's crashing!"  I thought that was a very perceptive remark - she had watched all the other aircraft doing level flight and noticed the difference.  Jeffries also drew a heart in smoke - twice.  She was very well-behaved and even the hour queuing to get out of the park did not faze her.   

Waiting for the Vulcan

Inevitably the delicate older aircraft were only the curtain-raisers for the Vulcan on its last public display ever, but as the sun got lower in the sky, it became better and better for photography.  From top, the Polikarpov PO2; the Percival Mew Gull; the Bristol Scout and a pair of Bristols.