I didn't get out until I saw England win the test match, hurrah. After that, a walk round Uttoxeter Quarry produced:
1 Ringed Plover
8 Common Tern
This photography lark isn't easy when it's blowing a gale. These came out alright though.
There had been a Fulmar at Blithfield all day. Once at Uttoxeter, Blithfield is nearly there. So it seemed only right to get over, only for a short time. The Fulmar was distant from the causeway, flying nearer to the dam. It seemed perfectly healthy though, pecking at flies from the waters surface. If it's going to stay, it'll need more than flies to feed on.
Speaking of Fulmar, is the collective noun for Petrels a gallon?
Following that, back home in time for Springwatch. You'll find no smutty references towards Kate Humble's tits on this blog! Ah............