Thanks to the happy couple I managed a ridiculous three visits to Orgreave today. All fairly dull with the only highlight being the first Whimbrel of the year.
Seemed a fair few were avoiding 'the wedding of the century' by walking their dogs around the waters edge of the large lake. One individual, obviously so concerned about which major fashion house had designed Kate's dress, was completely oblivious to me photographing a Little Ringed Plover - either that or he was just pig bloody ignorant. Ironically his dog stuck to the path!