Encouraged by the vast numbers of waders yesterday I was looking forward to another visit this evening after work. Trouble is I’d forgotten it was the bloody weekend – and it was sunny – a recipe for birding disaster. No peace and quiet, just bleedin’ idiots everywhere – screaming families on the estuary, dogs running about, Hadrian’s bloody Wall walkers everywhere, fishermen and bleedin’ microlights flushing what few birds were left. AAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!! And to make matters worse (if that were possible), whenever I stayed still for more than a few moments the intollerable midgies were totally eating me alive, even getting in my eyepiece (and eyes), and biting me all over the face. Consequently I got a bit fed up with it all, and left empty handed yet again. Ah well there’s always tomorrow. Well there isn’t actually cuz I have to work for a living, and that includes working Sundays. Doh.