Is there a smarter scarce visitor to our shores than an adult male Red Backed Shrike? If there is I can't think of it. This one very helpfully turned up just 20 minutes up the road too.
Arriving late afternoon there was just 3 birders on site when I arrived (inc. Dirty Dick) and that soon became one, me. I pinned the bird down and had it all to myself for about 20 minutes until Lee Brown and his Dad turned up.
My name is Monkey, obviously that is not my real name, my parents were not that cruel. It comes from the 1980s band The Blow Monkeys and has shortened to Monkey. Anyway, it could be worse as well as a dodgy surname my parents could have really stitched me up with a girly middle name....how could I forget, they did. Lindsay! Thanks.