Two reports of Gwent megas in two days and it's already too much excitement for the local fraternity. The Honey Buzzard appears to be getting a right old bricking from the shadowy figures inhabiting the gloomy sewer that is the Gwentglamcestershire corner of the interweb. Just for a change, I think this record is probably getting a harsher than deserved response. Yes, it is bleeding early for a Honey Buzzard and no, there isn't a photo, but the facts are: at least one of the observers isn't a numpty; the bird in question showed reasonably well; and the decription I have heard is not that bad. I'm not saying it was definitely a Honey Buzzard, but I would argue it is one for the committee as opposed to one for people that can't even dream up a good pseudonym.
Anyway the chase, to which I will now cut, is that neither of the reported beasties could be bothered to hang around, so we are all in the same sinking boat - stood here like so many botty-burps on the breeze in a cold, birdless, shitey corner of the UK without two rarities to rub together. But don't despair! The camaraderie of this band of birding brothers will see us through! Failing that, I find standing on the sea-wall and gazing longingly into the distance helps,... *sob*.
PS. How many early migrants are around this year?! How ironic would it be if the teensy-weensy brained birds are reacting to global warming quicker than the frontal cortex laden Homo sapiens. Oh, how I will laugh.