It being half time period, Brian, Norman and I elected to go to the Brecks for a morning-only run spherical. First cease was Lynford, the place a affected person search failed to supply a conclusive Hawfinch, however gave us (all the time distant) views of Yellowhammer, Siskin and Brambling. From there we moved on to the Goshawk layby close to Cressingham: once more, though we noticed two or three Goshawks they have been all the time distant. (Good to satisfy previous educating colleague Duncan McNiven and his pleasant spouse.) Just a few distant Woodlarks sang to the south of the street.
After a brief drive to Becket Finish we searched in useless for the reported Ruddy Shelduck amongst a flock of Egyptian Geese. Final cease was a completely bird-free Santon Downham, so dwelling for lunch!
