Disappointed man goes to work wheatearless, again!
And Lady Luck smiles on Marco, Bob and I. A few Swallow through, no sign of Jono's early Yellowhammer, we try our luck down at the Alex wheatearless. I sense grumblings in the ranks as nothing is happening down at the pond. Big bins then spots two interesting duck, that were not Egyptian Goose, just before a tree gets in the way. The other side of the tree I pick them up again, Shelduck. Bob needs them, but foolishly has wandered off. He finally spots them after we shout a few times in his direction, but is grumpy as his 10x magnification is not giving the tick he wanted. Ziessgeist!
We amble back checking the barrage balloon hitches. I hear a Reed Bunting somewhere close and another Swallow sweeps through. While I struggle with the intricacies of texting, both of them are off again. Something catches my eye in the brooms where the Reed Bunting had appeared. A flash of white rump. Oh yes they are here....
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