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Birdwatcher’s Diary No.249

By Malcolm Fincham High pressure continued its iron-like grip over Europe and the southern regions of the UK, bringing mostly dry and above average temperatures into the first weeks of…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.248

By Malcolm Fincham High pressure continued to be stubbornly centred over southern England and northern France throughout the latter weeks of January. Its awkward position was not far north enough…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.247

By Malcolm Fincham Having surpassed my yearly ambition of seeing 200 species of birds on my UK travels in 2021, despite not taking up my annual invite to visit the…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.246

By Malcolm Fincham December opened its door with a cold start. At Britten’s Pond, what had been a wet and overcast day, gave way to sunshine and showers just an…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.245

By Malcolm Fincham November 17 brought with it a long-awaited full day of sunshine to the Surrey Hills. And the opportunity of getting some colour back to my photos. The…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.244

By Malcolm Fincham November brought with it our first few ground frosts in localised areas of Surrey. A meandering flow in the Jet Stream brought alternating cool and warm air…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.243

By Malcolm Fincham Although overcast for the most part of the daylight hours on October 18, by late afternoon the clouds had shifted, allowing a few hours sunshine before sunset.…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.242

By Malcolm Fincham The feel of autumn was upon us. Although mild and sunny spells had returned, another high pressure system had moved in over the UK. Evenings were rapidly…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.241

By Malcolm Fincham High pressure continued into the second half of September bringing dry, settled, and even a few sunny spells of weather. Overdue for me, was a few trips…

Birdwatcher’s Diary No.240

By Malcolm Fincham The first day of September in metrological terms is the start of autumn. “Where did that time go?” I asked myself. All down hill to Christmas now…