The action continues to the east of the village with 50 Fieldfares heading north-east - a good April record - they should be in Scandinavia by dusk. At least 2 Whitethroats were recently arrived and in full song. Then down the hedgerow by the private pond, where a bird flicked up from the path and perched , just within view. I uttered the (now immortal words) "Please be something interesting and not just another bloody Robin" and lifted my binoculars. Simultaneously, the bird sallied out into the sunshine, revealing a red tail, blue back and black face. There was a sharp intake of breath, before I breathed the words that I have been dreaming of forming all Spring: "male Redstart":
To say this bird was mobile and unapproachable would be an understatement, but I managed a few record shots of Cuddesdon's first Spring and second ever Redstart:
A simply beautiful bird. And who said, only yesterday evening, that Wheatear would be as good as it gets this Spring? How the unbelievers have fallen.