Birds of a feather

The other weekend we drove up to Caversham park, which is a huge park for picnicking, walking etc and there's also a wildlife park and a tractor park (i might have made that one up actually) and a birds of prey show. Now, we love birds of prey. I (oops, that's actually 'we') got a gift of a pair of binoculars from Tonica after their stay back in November and they've been put to good use spotting birds of prey, dolphins, dugongs(!). Anyways, i digress, so we decided to go up to Caversham park to check out the birds of prey. As i say, this is because we like birds of prey, but also because we had a 2-for-1 voucher from the entertainment book. So, it was a small affair, only about 8 people watching but we got to see the birds flying and landing and catching food and R even got to hold one. Now, clearly, if i hadn't just had a biopsy on my arm, i would have held one too, (yeah, right) but i couldn't because it had to be on your left arm. Aw shucks. The only one upsetting thing was that a very lovely and enthusiastic little girl in the audience, who had lots of questions, kept being told by her mother and grandmother to put her hand down and stop asking questions. Yeah, good one parents, how to discourage your kids from learning and having confidence.