Not so much as a Chiffchaff today, nor any other birdsong; Shovelers down to two, single Grey Heron and just a single gull, a Great Black-backed having a wash. The new, stacked willow brash was much to the liking of a Cettis which was sub-singing just a few feet away. It eventually crept out like a winged rodent giving point blank views before disappearing back into cover. A missed photo op.