Twitched all the way to Shite Lane in the van this morning as I was too bunged up with a snot-tastic head cold to walk that far. Failed to see the 2 reported spotted flycatchers, however, my incompetence was rewarded when the flycatcher finders returned to the scene of their crime only to turn up a turtle dove, which flew into a sycamore. I pointed myself towards the very tree and as I approached, sneezing all the while, out flew the dove, straight onto the year list - result! Not quite annual at Galley, well they probably are, but my catching up with them isn't, so a good one (97).
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