No Redstarts.

This morning I was woken by the return of our Cuckoo calling from the reedbed across hte railway. I was most chuffed and pottered about with a smile on my face. The wife and I decided to go for a walk in the sun and thus we headed to a top secret location in East Yorks to look for Redstart. No luck sadly but a few warblers singing their hearts out and a generally nice setting were more than enough for us and we decamped to the village pub which is very good. No photos as I forgot the camera. And bins. Got a sun tan though.