The tiny garden gave us a Nuthatch in the biggest bush in the corner which was good, but only the usual House Sparrows and a Blue and Great Tits with plenty of Swallows hawking over the sheep field, they're going nowhere in this weather.
Somewhere in the rain a Buzzard called from the woods up the hill and then from nowhere the chilp, chilp chilp of some Crossbills wsas heard from the sitting room, we dashed out side but didn't see them.
A great relaxing break away from it all but perhaps the wrong week with all the once in a lifetime goings on back on the Fylde coast.
Where to next? Back to Base Camp and staight to the coast after unpacking perhaps...be weird to have mobile phone reception again...no we chaven't missed it at all...
In the meantime let us know what the mobile reception's like in your outback.