Morphy doesn't like going for walks on cold wet days, but some time late into the morning there is a tipping point at which the need is greater than the desire for warmth.
Anyway, today we delayed until about 2.30 and, fortunately, a break in the rain. The park was all but deserted other than a lovely young family in which dad was playing sploshy football with his daughter, about 5 years old I reckon. General hilarity ensued when Morphy nicked the tennis ball they had been playing with. We retrieved it and returned it to them.
A few minutes later we saw a green woodpecker alight on a sycamore trunk only to be followed within seconds by a greater spotted woodpecker, which mobbed it, and the green woodpecker flew away. I have never before seen both species at the same time, and certainly not interacting. It seems to me that, for a big bird, the green woodpecker is a bit of a wuss.