I-Spy...

When i was a small boy I was obsessed with quantum theory. I used to spend hours on end studying the works of Planck, Schrödinger and Einstein.
The only other things I gave any thought to were the piano ( I was grade 8) and chess (I could play six games simultaneously 'blind').
One evening my mother was fretting over a letter that she'd received from an educational psychologist. Apparently my IQ was 178. My mother was worried that I was a 'bit bookish' and that I would end up wearing glasses, which in turn would lead to me being bullied.
Uncle Roy* came to the rescue. What i needed, he said, was an outdoor activity, a hobby that would stimulate both mind and body. And he presented me with this book:



Soon I was wandering through the fields without a thought in my head...
Incidentally- I never did 'spot' the bird on the cover of the book- probably because there are no kookaburras in Wales.
*He wasn't really my uncle.