Monday 5th January 2009
It was a glorious day, the sun shone and the snow lay crisp and even. It was so good I decided to venture into the frozen wastes of Staffordshire. Cannock chase to be exact. A Hawfinch had been seen at the feeding station near Freda's grave, however, after the hazardous ascent of the north face of Brocton Hill I was greeted by the ever present and often confiding Bernard Smith. Even before I'd exchanged New Year's greeting I was insulted. One day I'll get my insult in first. Anyway the Hawfinch proved far less obvious and certainly less entertaining than Bernard.
It did show well eventually on the ground and I was able to take a few snaps.