God, nothing for a very long time I know. Yes i've had stuff to write about, but just haven't got round to sitting about and writing about it. How many people do you knoe that have goten stranded on a little mud flat with half a foot of water gushing either side? One. Me. The reservoir has been drained and is more like a puddle. The good weather we've been having has made it perfect for beachcombing, yep, we've got a beach. So i was tootling along looking at the bits and bobs revealed from beneath the receded waters. I came to this bit, a natural inlet it seems. it was rather soggy but had patches of mud which I could negotiate my way over if careful. It was interesting 'cos it was a bed of freshwater shellfish, loads of 'em mostly harvested by various oppotunistic birds (my god, should I have my own wildlife show on telly?). Anyway I was on the middle bit readying myself for a little leapet to the other side when the 'tide' came in. I was stranded on this little bit of mud for about 20 minutes. I can't jump too much 'cos of the bleedin' back problem. I felt a bit silly as I finally romped across to the other bit of mud. As I walked backto the gate a crow tossed an empty shell beside me on the grass with a cackling chuckle. Bastard.