Which is why I was bolting out of my front door, camera in hand, on Saturday evening; trying to get a shot of what had just ghosted past the big bay window and crashed into the scrub in the "front garden". I managed one quick good picture before my "neighbours" drunkenly rounded the corner and scared the wee soul away.
They made up for it by giving me home brew from a pickle jar and herding me to the pub. A great night out and I only spent £2.20. Cheers Mike!