Many years ago while living in the midlands my manageress (Dawn) on one of our photo day trips called me over to a stream and said " LOOK A KINGFISHER" neither of use had ever see one. So i went and had a look and it never moved, strange thought I. Was it a Kingfisher? was it hell it was a walkers crisp packet shining in the sunlight.
Needless to say I pi**ed myself laughing and and a bit of “micky” taking by me at Dawns expense
Never mind, here’s one that came and sat next to me in Cooktown
…and another waiting to seal my chips
Kookaburra.
They are rather large compared to our tiny ones.