January is finishing with a flourish for me - "Thank heaven for little gulls" as good old Maurice Chevalier sang - I got one, possibly two at Aberystwyth this morning. A Barn Owl flew low across the road (so close I instinctively braked) on our way to Ynyslas at 3:45 this afternoon, a fly-over of c200 Golden Plover beside the boatyard and a Peregrine with its unfortunate Lapwing supper which I watched her fly in with and eat out on the salt grass.