On days like today I feel like lobbin' me pager in the bin. Rares everywhere and no chance of fillin' the car full of eager compadres to accompany moi on a trip to the east coast today or tomorrow. To make matters worse it's duck hunt w'end and being a man of my word I'm forced to do me rounds. Hopefully a decent dabbler or diver will brighten tomorrows proceedings.
That's got that off me chest so back to to days visit to Utch in search of the shrike found in midweek. The plan was to give Utch a thorough goin' over and perhaps cover a couple of Webs sites today to give me a bit more time tomorrow if something pops up within shrikin' distance! Guess what though, I'd only been there an hour when our Jan' was on the blower uttering the words every birder dreads " what time will you be back because I've got to do some shoppin'?" "Bloody hell I've only just got here!!!!!" I said. "Well you've got no yoghurts for ya snappin" said a mildly put out Jan "#### the yoghurts!!!!!!" said I before makin' a sharp U-turn realising full well that I'd be goin' to bed early without any supper tonight after my outburst over the yog's.
Utch 1150-1320
Teal 23, Pintail 1, Redwing 20 heading s/e, Chiffchaff 1.
That's all folks.
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