Wrote cards, chatted, cooked Chicken Curry, ate lunch in the flat and saw a Peregrine from our window. We then walked up Church Street, past the Hospital to Carngwarval. A weedy field behind the school playing field where many finches were feeding. Amongst them a drab Common Rosefinch, a year bird for us. A man let me look through his scope but Pam wasn't tall enough.
Through Old Town Churchyard, many of the tombstones recollecting those lost at sea many years ago. Harold Wilson is also buried here. Pam tried in vain to find the Prickly Stick Insect Steve Joyner had told us about - but there were two monuments, his marker for us! I photographed a brand new Red Admiral ona heavily lichened tombstone.
We retired to the seats overlooking Old Town Bay, enjoying the surf washing onto the rocks at Tolmans Point.
A CB message from a birder who had located the Prickly Stick Insect sent Pam scurrying with her camera to the monument at the very top of the churchyard where she took this photo.
Getting cool in the shade we walked on to the seats in the sun near the cafe. There we sat for an hour before phoning Spider to take us home. My knees are not good to-day.
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