Sunday April 26
We were at Cley by 7.30. In time to discover that the Red-rumped Swallow had gone, the Green-winged Teal was missing and the Spoonbill flew off before we got there. As did the Dotterels at Happisburgh. Tired of chasing other people's birds, we walked at Horsey, inspecting every passing Swallow. Nothing new until we drove through Sea Palling, when a Cuckoo flew weakly, wings drooping, alongside the road.