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Wednesday, 24 January 2018

Too wet to see anything at PB in virtually non-stop rain other than Lapwings, crows and gulls. Siskin heard in car-park. A Kestrel on arrival just inside the gate was bird of the day. Still, Pete's tales of Trinidadian birding, rum punches and odd-ball Americans saw us through, latterly over lunch with Mark.

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