My Mate Rubbish Binny

It's a nice warm 14 in the sun and there's not a cloud to be seen what a ripper way to start the day, so off I go for a morning walk to suck up the sunshine. And on my trudge along the path I cast my eyes on my old mate Rubbish Binny, who is our local resident Bin Chicken.

I named him after a legendary Indian cricket player, but I don't see him much these days (the Bin Chicken that is), but today I was able to get a pretty good photo as normally when I get close to Binny he buggers off, and the only close up I get is off his feathery little ass flying off into the distance. But he hung around today so I tried to get a nice photo but I'm no professional shutterbug that's for sure, but I had to leave Binny to his deeds as I had a healthy walk ahead off me if I was going to wrap my chops around a beaut home cooked steak and cheese pie at the local shops and don't forget the dead horse! God I love a good healthy morning walk in the winter.