Tundra

I woke up to a nippy morning. The lure of my bed although strong, was broken by the thought of seeing some overflying wild swans or finding a bewildered Jack Snipe in the grassland at The Scrubs. On arrival, I did see a couple of odd geese flying fairly high heading east, but my instinct told me that they were probably Egyptian Geese - especially when I noticed a group of c25 obviously larger Canada Geese flying at rooftop level below them.

The walk around 'my garden' with fellow Scrubber, Roy Nuttall, resulted in a pair of Goldcrests (infrequent here) and.....er.........little else!

Oh, whilst I remember I have got to do a few 'shout outs' for a couple of my fellow bloggers. Thank you Nathalie for your helpful tips on locating Parisian birders, the wonderful Wild Freckle for the French lesson and to Clare for getting me into this blogging lark in the first place.

Today was fairly uneventful so I won't even start to bore you with the details. Even more boring was the task that I had to attend to this evening; writing up my section (Penduline Tit to Sparrows) in the 2006 London Bird Report. No room for creative writing here. Oh no, just interpreting figures into ultra dry comments like 'two on July 5th and 6 on Aug 30th'.

How dull!