No don't worry, the title makes little sense to me either.
It had been the sort of day that made dishwater look bright with next to nothing on show. I was coming back through the top of Willow Wood when a little bird popped out in front of me. Just as I got it in the bins it flew but it was very obviously either a Marsh or a Willow Tit. Very frustratingly I had got nothing on the bird, from what little I saw it just wasn't right for Marsh Tit but equally I got nothing to stand it out as a Willow. It didn't call and I gave it 15-20 minutes before it became clear that it wasn't coming back. Worse still, I would've got positive on the bird but I was checking my pager when it turned up and so by the time I got out my bins etc I had almost no time to view the bird. If I hadn't been checking I would have been able to call it one way or another. Bloody hell. I twas an area in which I hadn't seen Willow Tit and as with everywhere, they're bloody rare and elusive, therefore I have to err on the side of Marshie because there's little else I can do. Typical.
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