Bugger

179, one-seven-bleedin'-nine. The Lesser Peckers at Silent Valley and Goytre were very lesser, to the point of being non-existent; the Grey Partridges at Bassaleg didn't play ball either, mind you, given the wet and windy conditions, any self-respecting partridge would have been buried in the bottom of a hedge while I stomped the stubble; and God knows how I failed on Red Kite, but I did. Even a desperate last minute seawatch, an attempt for Little Gull, was only rewarded with a Med Gull (the Little Gull appeared on the 1st Jan, do the birds know?).

Ho-hum,... perhaps I shouldn't have gone on those trips to Georgia and the Azores, no focus you see, no focus...