A female peregrine was plucking a kill as I walked down the bridleway from Gupton Farm, in the exact spot where I saw the 6 chough the other day - woodpigeon my best guess, but it was causing a commotion among the corvids (who included the 6 chough). After a spell of eating she perched on the fence. Corse regular Alan, who was walking up the Corse well ahead of me, saw her being mobbed in the air, though I'm not sure which order these events happened in. Alan also saw a kestrel.
The sedge warblers were being much less shy as they were intent on the competition (singing males every 50 metres), not on me. But nothing new.
