Oh Well, There is Always Tomorrow!

Decided to do the right thing by my family today, so was gripped off by Dave's texts about the Great White Egret at Hickling. I had just about given in when the 'Collared' Pratincole reappeared and was reidentified as a Black-winged (well as a possible, anyway!). I still needed to wait for Louise to return, to hand over the baton (Megan). It transpired that by the time I had left it had already gone! I finally left the site about 7 (with a brief interlude at Titchwell, just in case - where I saw more Little Gulls than birders trying to relocate the Pratincole!)