Another day, another walk. This time back to Richmond Park, and a trip round the beautiful Isabella Plantation. Today's random animal fact, from my extensive observations - ducks have eyelids that close upwards! Crazy eh?

Sigh. Sorry that's a bit dull. I did get a bit enraptured in muh appreciation of nature today, and in this kind of extended, empty lethargy that makes up most of my days, anything that makes me think or makes me excited is a very good thing indeed. Prince Charles's spinney is a small, fenced area in the middle of the park with a walkway through the middle. It's surrounded by gorgeous meadows and cricket-heavy bracken fields, and is as far off the beaten track as you can get. As you walk through, only the occasional dappling on the forest floor takes your attention away from the feeling of enclosed serenity. The smell is rural summer to a tee, and the scene is archetypally perfect English woodland. Some may find this boring (and you know who you are), but sod y'all :-)

Tomorrow: Mark goes to Hef's mansion after loading up on PCP and Buckfast, with a big gun.