An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
30 March 2010
Twenty-four Great Bustards, just a single Little Bustard (cracking male mind), one Black-shouldered Kite, one Lesser Flamingo (must check whether this bird turned up as a juvenile), tonnes of Lesser Kestrels and harriers plus a monster Ladder Snake were the highlight of a day out on the plains.
[NB. Forgot to mention, the Great Bustards were displaying,... which was nice.]