A couple of days driving around the south-east of England gave an occasional opportunity for some birding, with mixed results (you could say the sublime to the ridiculous).
A quick look at the sea the blustery Seven Sisters produced only gulls over the waves......
...but just inland the Hume's Leaf Warbler again gave good views, and seems to ignore our intrusion.
Meanwhile the Great Tits have started calling, which will drive me to distraction over the next couple of months. It seems that they start with a wide range of calls at the beginning of the season, but end up sounding the same, all consolidating on to the 'teacher, teacher' style.A brief look at a municipal lake to check if the Kingfisher is around - it isn't but four Black Swans are. Not a justifiable tick, unfortunately.
And the ridiculous? Grown men scanning an expanse of distant mud for brief views of little birds which may be Water Pipits at the Marsh Hide between Stodmarsh and Grove Ferry. At least a trusting Snipe kept us company, but Bitterns, Water Rails and Hen Harriers kept away.