Learning to Fly

No it's not a Pink Floyd song. Well it is a Pink Floyd song but this is actually about a couple of little bitds that are learning to fly in the garden at the moment. They are actually small doves, which are quite pretty, but not native to Western Australia. We have watched Mum and Dad collecting the twigs and building the nest and then hatching out the eggs. It all seems to have happened so quickly. They have made a horrible mess of Guano on the decking...

Went into Perth this morning to see Janet. It was the handing down of the verdict to the Inquest into the plane crash the killed Harry. I don't think that there were any surprises. Janet seemed very composed. I am sure that the ending of this saga is a bit of a relief to her. I don't know what the next phase entails but the fallout from using the wrong type of metal in a small casting is just so profound in it's impact...