Another look at Pymoor this morning and through the streaming Linnet chorus I heard an even scratchier phrase. Perched up on the hedge-line a Common Whitethroat struggled to be heard above the busy Linnets and Dunnocks. Three Song Thrushes hopped about in a loose group and I wondered if they were migrants too. They did seem a touch greyer than I would have expected from British birds but the light was harsh and the birds were fairly distant so I left the thought behind- soon more interested in a couple of Tree Sparrows and a Grey Partridge.
