Afternoon of football

Whilst enjoying a kick-about in the front garden this afternoon, I was extremely lucky to hear a Bee-eater (5.30pm). My son wan't impressed why I stopped playing and shouted BEE-EATER !
But he's met most of the north Pembs lot so he's used to madmen & women by now.
Bird called again and I managed to pick it up across the road, as it headed north.

Some garden tick.

I've checked the area over the last 2 hours, but no sign of the bird - probably kept going passing over Steve's place !!

Moral of the story - why bother tramping round the Teifi seeing nothing when you can be at home playing footie !