Took Ruth to lunch at the Red Rose at Lindsy. Had a decent (ish) lunch : all three of us chose fish. One other table occupied, which was helpful when, after lunch, we sang Happy Birthday to Ruth. Before singing I had a word with the occupants of the other table to make sure they didn't mind the dining room turning a little raucous, and in fact they all four of them joined in the singing to Ruth, who made a neat little speech of acceptance and thanks.
On the way home Ruth took the above photo of a very dark coloured peacock who appeared to be mounting guard over a flock of about twenty five guinea fowl, without much enthusiasm being displayed on either side - still... a chap's got to do his job, and his was mounting guard over the ladies, who weren't looking too keen on the idea either. One comes across these odd little scenes occasionally in the depths of the countryside.
P.s. Should have said - first frost of the winter this morning. Real white one -didn't last long - lovely morning thereafter.