The Walrus almost has its first flight this morning, but it wasn't to be. My usual field was occupied with dog-walkers, and so was my second option. Arrived at the last field, the breeze had already picked up by the time I had got everything ready.
So I was standing indecisively in the middle of the field, wafting the Walrus around in my hand trying to determine whether it was worth risking the breeze or not when my musings were disturbed by new arrivals at the field.
Taking this as a sign, I packed the things up and decided to settle for a stroll around the park instead...
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