Devil Birder

I had a very memorable, very different Saturday night on the 11th. I had a meal in my village carvery with Kevin McManus before heading out to a secret local site for Nightjars, we both wanted them for our London lists and it would be fantastic for my 'Sutton' list. We were dropped off and wandered into the wilds of what we thought was gonna be the place that held these magical birds for us. After going up, down, left, right, across and sideways for 20 minutes or so we came to the conclusion that we were either in the wrong place or the gen we were given was worthless. We strolled over to the nearest main road and looked at the map, realising we were in totally the wrong place... we needed some further help so popped into the local club and asked for directions! We had it nailed on- yes! Off we went... before we knew it we were once again completely lost. It was getting very late and we resorted to knocking on doors for help unsuccessfully before wandering aimlessly in another random direction, bringing us to a main road. Here, we wandered around for a bit and thought we had the right place, but gave up after five minutes and headed, laughing  hysterically, back the the main road, worked out where we were and got picked up...

what a disaster !