I’m off to the north today on the trail of Red-Necked Phalaropes. Yes, I know, it’s a silly name, isn’t it? I’ve packed a cheese roll. Not just any old cheese roll, though. It’s baked on Westray at The Westray Bakehouse, with cheese from the Westray farm at Noltland, Wilsons … Continue reading A Red-Necked Phalarope, a cheese roll and laughing at yourself