It was all a bit quiet around Boat Lane and Goldcliff Pools this morning. The situation was not helped by a couple of khaki clad chaps shooting rabbits at the end of the lane; and, later, a family (complete with a trio of spaniels [Cocker or Springer or Field or some such similar sub-standard substitute for a labradoodle]) pottering along the seaward side of the lagoons at Goldcliff, totally oblivious to alarm-calling Schedule 1 waders.
I did, however, bump into a not-quite-ready-to-start-singing-properly Willow Warbler of which you can read a little more and hear here. Go on, you know you wanna.
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