Still no photos of birds

Spent most of the day dithering about with recordings of Iberian Chiffchaff, consuming various cakey comestibles and keeping half an eye/ear to the cricket and football. Did sneak off for a late afternoon at the migrant mecca that goes by the name of Ynys-y-fro though. Naturally, it produced the goods: one Sand Martin [Oh yeah!] and three flyover Golden Plover heading north [OMGWTFBBQ!]. Had to come home and do an hour of pilates to restore my inner calm after that little lot.