This way up

It was wonderful sitting quietly behind the visitor centre at Mere Sands Wood today watching the regulars swooping into the feeding station – Nuthatches, Treecreeper, Goldcrests, Bullfinches, titmice galore – including a frustratingly brief Willow Tit, Siskin overhead, Redwing and Blackbirds.
Very peaceful, but by Baby Jesus riding into Jerusalem on a Duck Billed Platypus (the mother-in-law is having a few issues with her knitted nativity scene this year), it got mighty cold, mighty quick while sitting still.

Over at Martin Mere for the NW Bird Festival hooha I called into say howdy to the massed ranks of the In Focus team poised to feed an optics frenzy and we watched no fewer than four young Marsh Harriers along the distant fenceline before the day got busy.
The 2017 Lancs Bird Report was more in my financial sphere, so I picked up a copy – and you should too – before I subjected an unfortunate audience to my death by Powerpoint talk on “The Flora and Fauna of the Sefton Coast”.
Many thanks to all who joined me – it meant a great deal that you were prepared to sit through my whistle-stop tour of the coast’s highlights at such an early hour.
I know where I’d rather be at 10am on a Sunday morning, and it wouldn’t be sitting in a lecture hall listening to some eejit blathering on about Petalwort and Dark Green Frits…