Walked down the drive first thing and glanced at the pond, as I do every morning, but this time things were different. There, at our end (but swimming away fast!) were three Mandarin! Only the second species of duck I've seen on here (with the other Mallard) but always fancied one to drop in. I nipped back indoors to get the camera and managed some record shots as a stinging northerly whipped its way down the street conspiring to add camera shake to every shot! On my return from dog walk duties at seven they had already legged it, presumably back to Felbrigg from whence they probably came.