A couple of decades ago, on a sunny day halfway up a hill in Devon, I became aware of dazzling objects in the sky, in the far distance. They were moving extremely fast; suddenly stopping; shooting off at impossible (for, say, a fighter jet) angles; stopping again.
I got my bins, and saw that they were in fact black and white birds, in the middle distance, reflecting the sunlight.
Ha!
Biting the hand that feeds IT
