In another excellent stroke of luck, there were lots of roadworks at the start of the massive road that cuts straight through the park:
Which meant that the road inside the park was like this:
Rather than, like, the A45. It was actually quiet. Wonderful.
So I got onto the grass, took off my shoes and socks and set about finding interesting organisms. First up was an exotic but undeniably attractive Egyptian goose:
I also got a photo of it walking. I've always underestimated how much goose-stepping actually resembles geese stepping:
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Note also the offended swans. |
Next to that lake edge was a stand of trees. And in the trees there was, rather unexpectedly, a heron:
And nearly enough pigeons that the branches may have broken if they'd all jumped at once:

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Courtship going round in circles |
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Not a flamingo |
But sadly, that was when my camera batteries died for good. Because after that I saw:
- Great crested grebes
- Lesser black-backed gulls
- A coot nest
- Tufted ducks
- A cormorant
- A tree that had covered the ground around it in the softest white seed-down
- A magpie rummaging through a bin (I threw its rejects back in afterwards)
- Horseguards in training, basically playing polo with spears
- A bee swarm that I nearly walked into
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