As promised I spent some time (in between domestic chores) down at the cliff top searching for "my" Wryneck. Quite a fall today along the east coast. Surely there must be one here? I tried hard but I just couldn't dig one out. So I had to pop down the road to you know where, to have a peep at this one (P.147, S.111)...in the early evening mist by Easington Gas Terminal...
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| Great birds these |
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