Yes, I did ... I staggered downstairs and opened the front door .... and, dear readers, a full-blown, dreadful tonking of torrential rain + a ferocious wind was in full power. We have had lots of hefty rain lately, with many-a-day of continuous soggyness. And, of course, nights. And being a soppy old twit, I felt very sad. God only knows how the birds survive this sort of stuff.....can you imagine the sheer misery of it all. Any sensible birder would live in East Anglia ( Norfolk-and-Suffolk) if they've got any sense. The weather is good .... the birding is good...... woo ! Anyway .... I'm going to venture outside now .... and I hope you will too. But why not listen to this first ... Transatlanticism.....................
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