It would be fantastic and a tad galling if this little upstart had seen something that I should of. Mind you Jono's own son probably has a bigger lifetime list than my own - and he helped me onto to some Little Gull at Titchwell last summer (the Black Winged Stilt day), so perhaps it wouldn't be that impossible. I was probably a better birder back in my short wearing youth too!
So rather than chase really ugly gulls at Rainham I'll be back on the ponds, and I really would like the tyke to be right, but obviously for all the wrong reasons - patch ticks and all.
On other matters for two nights running I've got hints of an Owl calling on Earlham Grove, Forest Gate - presumably the same one Steve got in the little wood on the south edge of the flats. Mega if true!
Also in my spare time this morning I had a quick look at the stat counter that is part of this blogging stuff. The most viewed page? Yup my admission of being crap at gulls. Car-crash internet.
Postscript: Woo hoo I can do paragraphs - which means fewer or no crap pictures.
Ha! you wish
A morning what like it wont be tomorrow
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