Husband's been poorly for over a week so when he decided he was fit to walk again but didn't want to do anything too energetic we wandered along the sea front - just as far as Ripples ice Cream Parlour (where, incidentally, I discovered they sell nutella ice cream).
I stopped to enjoy the view while Husband did the David Bailey bit - mostly snapping scenery not me, you understand. Scenery's much more interesting ...
These little birds almost blended in with the background. It was only because they moved that we saw them at all.
My attempt at an arty shot. Entitled 'Rocks with Swansea'.
And another attempt, this time trying to catch the sunlight on the water. Husband stood with his arm held up to stop the sun shining directly into the lens.
We stopped to see what this photographer was after.
It turned out to be a wheat-ear, a migrant visitor just passing through on its way to Africa. (We were told this somewhat reluctantly by the surly photographer.) Husband, unembarrassed by the photographer's huge lens, insisted on getting our camera out too.