Rainfall is supposed to halt migration, leaving bewildered waders stuck in places they would rather not be. Like Morton Bagot? Sadly not.
After a good tramp round the most migranty birds I could find were five Sand Martins which flew back and forth over the furthest flash. There were at least five Green Sandpipers on the nearest flash, with another, perhaps different, on the pool.
It was a bit breezy, so most passerines were keeping their heads down, and there came a point when I felt I was in danger of having no photographs to exhibit. Fortunately a juvenile Green Woodpecker decided to land in front of me.
Nice one Mike.