Wet behind the Ears (and everywhere else).

Dad surprised everybody by making a landing on the north side of the Cathedral looking very bedraggled this morning. He looked very much as though he had been soaked from head to tail, and then sat drying-off for a long time before regaining his usual appearance. We assumed he’d decided to have a good bath somewhere nearby before drying himself in the warm breeze, but it’s impossible to know exactly what had happened. There was very little other activity around the building during the day as most of the family were out and about, presumably honing the flying skills of the young birds as they begin to learn to hunt.

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