A stroll around Utch with Mad Malc' this mornin' produced very little apart from a couple of Redshanks that dropped onto Cottonmill Fm pool and a Chiffchaff feeding in a nettle bed near the River Tean. Definitely a bog standard Chiff' though because I heard it call.
A stroll along the bridle path at Croxden this afternoon with our Ellie and the hounds produced the goods though! As we were walking along I heard what sounded like Whooper Swans in the distance and before long we had 18 of 'em flying low over our heads and heading in the direction of Utch!!! Despite my best efforts I couldn't impress Ellie who was more interested in just running around with the dogs.
That's all folks.
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