As I walked out the front door this morning at 0740 to work a flock of 40 thrushes, presumably Redwing went whisping silently down the street in the murky morning light. During a truely miserable morning weatherwise I took my morning tea break sat next to a grumpy North Sea at Walcott watching the Turnstones when a fine adult Mediterranean Gull, dropped in briefly on the sea wall. Nice.
Its looking particularly tasty for a Leach's Petrel Fest tomorrow with the wind taking a NW slant with rain, but then ofcourse it would, its a week day!!!