In another turn up for the books, girlfriend actually turned out to be better equipped than me since she was wearing wellies and could wade through everything with impunity, while I had to climb along fence railings and and make
All in all I walked out with 26 on the year list, having not really tried very hard (in my defence the wind was biting and cold and, while she's normally very good about the birdwatching, if I'd stopped every hundred yards to scope up gulls I might not have survived to the finish).
Today I upped that total to 28 though, unfortunately, for the Feral Pigeon tick this involved looking out of the window and seeing two of the standard London stock humping on the roof of the building next to mine. I don't recommend; I will now be unable to unsee that until next year. Such is London birding.
I'm going to start keeping a count for this year, though with buying a flat next month I'm not expecting much time in the first quarter of the year. Let's say I'm keeping a list, but not listing.
If the weather carries on like this, birdwatching may require all of us to also take up swimming.
I think Rainham are missing a trick not hiring out volunteers in gondolas
to carry you round the reserve at the moment.