An early visit to Chevington produced very little, and definitely no singing Cetti’s Warbler. I left here on a mission to get petrol for the car so I would kill two birds with one stone and go to Morpeth to refuel and while there have a look for the Squacco Heron. Initially there was no sign of the heron but as I looked over the flood defence wall the Squacco erupted out of a small patch of vegetation on the nearside bank and flew to the opposite side where it showed very nicely indeed.
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