Not really fair on us urbanites who - if we're really lucky can see an escaped canary (I assume it was an escapee - it certainly isn't native to east London) or the roaming flocks of parakeets that inhabit our larger parks, but for the most part, we get the same old LBJs every year...

Not that I don't love my tits, all three varieties, and the sparrows that have moved back are proving to be entertaining as they imitate the tits, but other than a lost wren, there's nothing exciting going on here...

Still, I'll keep my usual count.

Seen from my kitchen door or in the garden in 2008:
Great tits
Blue tits
Coal tits
Wren
Robins
Magpies
Wood pigeons
Racing pigeons (not so pink but still as stupid)
Canary (the all 'egg yolk yellow' variety, male - well it was singing)
Green finch (or green linnet)
Blackbirds (male and female, unfortunately the nest was robbed out by the magpies)
Black headed gull (in winter and summer plummage)
Assorted BBJ's (Big Black Jobs) that were probably crow, rook and cat.

LTS