The day began with Tony insisting he give me a lift in his trailer out to the fields north and east of the village:
And immediately a bird in classic migrant pose. Distant, but that looks like the same Whinchat that was on this bush on Sunday:
Except that the next time I turn around there are 3 Wheatear present:
... and the Whinchat:
I spend the next 15 minutes with Whinchats and Wheatears flicking around me, almost as if I were on Portland or Lundy. Days like this are worth savouring out here, they come around very rarely.