With the skies brightening it would have been plain rude not to nip down to Formby to have a look at the Waxwings today, and I was soon admiring 12-16 of the trilling little beauties perched high in a birch in gardens on the corner of Barkfield Lane and Vicarage Road.
One very kind resident allowed me into his garden for a closer look, but they spent most of their time sitting high in the branches and occasionally flycatching in the sunshine.
Eventually they dropped down into a garden by the road to feed on cotoneaster, but just as they were getting comfortable, a Sprawk ripped through 'em, after a touch of exotica for lunch no doubt, and they scattered high.
Nuthatch calling away here too.
Found the Waxwings again a short time later at about 1400 when a large flock descended on the junction of Woodlands Road and Mere Road - I counted at least 83 birds, but there could have been more, as groups were constantly dropping down into gardens or zipping off flycatching.
I settled down on the road junction and the Waxwings began dropping into a berry bush beside me.
It was at this moment, that with the perverse sense of humour typical of my kit, my "trusty" (ha!) Nikon Coolpix L1 decided to jam solid and resolutely refuse to open its shutter for anyone or anything - including a Waxwing just three feet from me scoffing berries in the bright sun!
I know it has seen service from the Arctic Circle to the Dead Sea and a fair bit of rainforest to boot, but this really was not the time to give up the ghost.
We had words and it is still sulking now.
Frustrated with techno-failure, I headed over the mosses for a look at the Withins, were good numbers of Fieldfare and Starlings were round Engine Lane, and about 8,000 Pinkies were feeding on Altcar Moss.
Plex was a bit quieter, but had more Fieldfares, Starlings, Common Buzzard etc.
Headed for home to give the Nikon some lump hammer therapy.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...