Magor Marsh this morning failed to produce Dusky or Hume's Warbler (one day) but the fields immediately south of the reserve did have 33 Golden Plovers in them. Luckily, just as I was starting to become disenchanted with Magor's meagre muneration, the indefatigable 'weekendbirder' phoned to say he'd found an Iceland Gull at the tip, which saved me the bother of finding an answer to the oft asked question 'What to do next?'.
Got the gull (showing down to 500m) half an hour or so later and obtained stunning pics, in the best the bill tip is rendered invisible and a Herring Gull partially obscures the primary projection (see below), nice. That, by the way, is four Gwentish ticks in five weeks,... giggidy-giggidy.
Having seen Nathan's Bittern pics (see them for yourself here) I then made the pig's ear of a decision to go to Hendre Lake where I saw the following: three oiks mit scrambler, 5000 dog turds, 50 dog walkers, half a dozen 12 year old girls complete with really quite impressive smoker's coughs (hack-hack-hack-gurgle, etc.), 5 oiks with push bikes (presumably a lower class of oik as compared to those with the scrambler), two police officers (aged approximately 15 and 17) and two or three Kingfishers. The Bittern was wise enough to keep its head down.