Like a many other people, I was worried ‘Cyril’ had left Horncastle for good.
Imagine my surprise and delight when I went to feed the birds at the Tesco Bridge and there he was.
I asked him where he’d been and whether he’d left in search of another woman.
Perhaps he’d just been on his holidays.
I’d heard he was on the canal near the swimming pool although I suspect there are much richer pickings at the bridge judging by the number of people who feed all the ducks.
Welcome back Cyril.
At least, it looks like Cyril, although he (or she) appears to be in better condition.
Perhaps it is an imposter.