Finally some life. I've been accused of being a manic depressive, following weeks of seeing nothing. Today was pretty good all things considered. Two Shelduck landed on my yearlist by circling just north of Manor Park before disappearing east, and a beefy gull on the playing fields revealed itself as a Yellow-legged (or at least, that's what I'm calling it). Lesser Whitethroat in Long Wood completed my personal trio, and others had a few Wheatear, House Martins, Swifts and Swallows. The Gull was new for the year, and with a full day on the patch tomorrow, perhaps we can add something else. Supposedly the rain is going to hold off until after lunch. I'm not holding my breath.