Thursday 15th May

 All 4 ponies were near the top eastern gate and grazing.  A brief hallo from Flam who wanted to taste my polo shirt, but otherwise, eating was more important than pleasantries.  They seem to like using the area to roll about in the dust, and then shake it off in a big cloud. 

Troughs OK

Yellowhammer and common whitethroat heard from the top track, and a red-legged partridge scuttled away when I arrived..

Southern Water's efforts were particularly aromatic this morning - not in a good way.