Today goes to show, if you're out looking you never know what you might find. I only planned an afternoon wander around the fields and woods at home in Tean (which is absolutely nothing like Royston Vasey, hence the name of this blog).
I got to the bridge by the River Tean to check for Grey Wagtail, no sign of any. I then found a Nuthatch hopping around an island in the river. I then found another small bird hopping around the branches in front of me. Amazingly, it was a Firecrest. I won't repeat the expletive I let out when I realised what it was, I really couldn't believe my eyes.
It's only a couple of minutes to walk back home to ring a local birder I know, put the news out on birdguides.com and left a message on the West Midland Bird Club hotline. I then returned to see it again briefly, and that was the last I saw of it.
But what a moment finding my own Firecrest, got to be one of my best ever finds. I've seen a few before but it's nothing like the thrill of finding your own. This isn't any old Firecrest, it's MY Firecrest!
I'll see if I can find it again tomorrow.