Sunday was meant to be the big day out but with Gem teething I didn't get that much sleep so that plan went out the window so it was off to Westport Lake to feed the ducks which Gem always loves and meant I could at least get some fresh air and exercise.
Nothing out of the norm to be found although watching a Great Crested Grebe fish close in was a privilege and a pleasure to watch and was good to share the experience with Gem, although she though the ducks that came for the bread much more funny and even eat some of the bread her self.
On a garden birding front the Siskin numbers keep building up, on Sunday a record count of 20 was to be had along with a supporting cast of 4 Goldfinch, 2 Brambling (1 male 1 female), 3 Bullfinch, 2 Willow Tit plus the other usual garden species.
The afternoon was spent gricing my other vise in life alongside birding, real ale and malt whiskey. I like to spread my sins around! A quick drive up to the fueling point at Basford Hall only got me a sick fugly (004), the electric depot didn't hold any treats just the usual sad line up from the industrial estate.
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