Long hop to Whiteford

Eider calling, mud on your boots and some bugger has filled up one of my pockets with broken shells and sand, must be Whiteford. Called in at Llangorse this pm but not much on show and no sign of any bittern. On the way home called in at Pontsticill for dusk WeBS but no white wings and a complete lack of deviants just; herring gull[820], lesser black back[15] and a single black headed. At the dentist this morning I was offered root canal work for a mere £2000, just think what you could have done in Thailand for £2000.