.... or trying to. I've often tried, but without much luck ...they will keep flapping about with no sympathy for us snappers. But there we were, The Significant Otter and Me, sat in the car in a lay-by on a road that does not exist on any map at all. Truly. Not on our OS maps at any scale, nor on any local maps, nowt, zilch and nuffink. I've even asked in the Town Hall to see if they had one, and in the local " Travel Information Office" ... nope. .and it is a proper road, with lorries, vans, cars, motorbikes whizzing along it day and night. Anyway, having discovered that the SO had forgotten to bring the picnic with us, we just sat there like puddings ...and then a kestrel appeared. And I got out my dinky crapsnapping camera and "reeled off" a few "shots" as those in the trade call them. It was flapping about like mad the whole time, so I had no great expectations of success, especially as I'd got the camera from the old curiosity shop on the industrial estate, and I didn't haggle about the price because I could tell he was having hard times.... ..... and this next one wasn't too bad, in the circumstances. I've showed these next two to our mutual friend Boris, well known for his drawing skills, as he has shown in his notable book, Sketches by Boz, mostly featuring his pet House Martin, "Chuzzlewit". .but what the dickens is this last one ? At first glance I took it to be a startled squirrel .. but I showed it to an acquaintance of mine I met last Christmas ,Carol, and she confirmed that is was indeed a kestrel, although a rather odd-looking one. But enough of this rambling old rubbish, Master Humphrey's clock is ticking away our tiny lives .... so on with the music .. the time to snap the wily kestrel is to wait for the " points of suspension" which give you the best chances of getting a sharp-snap of it ....
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