Pauline say's ... Ian still coughing and sneezing and miserable ... that didn't stop him rushing round like a loon this morning 'chuffing' and 'chivvying' a dopey me into action - 'the sun is OUT' grief! Thats cause for panic alright! We got to the crem by 10-ish and the birds were still around and so were the fellow 'togs! We spent about 3 hours gently moving in and out of clear spaces to get a bead on the birds when they flew into the rowans to feed. The flooded depression they were using to drink and bathe two days ago was now surrounded by photographers as new folk hadn't grasped the potential of that tiny bit of water. The birds were now drinking from a tiny puddle on the gravel path so I moved straight to a viewpoint on that for a couple of hours and they came to it for a drink but it wasn;t deep enough for a bath. Just as everyone packed up and went - so did the birds - I was so busy watching thro the camera that I heard the increase in calling that precedes a move but it took me a couple of seconds to realise the whole flock had flown and I didn;t see which way they went. I'm assuming they went to find enough water to bathe in and would return later but as it was 13.20 hrs we decided to call it a day and head off for dinner .... Rather a nice way and a cracking bird to bring the new year in with I thought!