I play poker most Mondays, and tonight poker was held at a friend's flat. This friend has three cats, which is not bird-friendly as you might imagine! Tonight seemed an especially bright night and so when I was unfortunately knocked out of the game quite early on (my opponent caught a flush on the river when I'd had a straight on the flop) I took the opportunity to gaze out of his top floor window a while. Plenty of gulls and common birds, but a moment of excitement when I thought I'd heard the whooping cry of a Seacrest Twist-Wren. Could it be?
Well no, it was just a false alarm of course. What would a Seacreat Twist-Wren (or any kind of Twist-Wren) be doing in the north in May?! Silly me!
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