The Black Swan was near the Lido, preening his oddly ruched feathers -- like a flamenco skirt, someone said to me.

His girlfriend was also preening a few yards away, then she cruised off towards the bridge. Shortly afterwards, I was told that the Black Swan had followed her and boldly gone under the bridge on to the Long Water. I went back too late to see this, but I did see the resident pair of Mute Swans on the Long Water coming away from the bridge side by side and looking pleased with themselves, and I think they had just chased him off.

A Cormorant flew low over the funfair, perhaps curious about what was causing so much noise, and returned to the lake.

This Black-Headed Gull was ringed in the Netherlands by Frank Majoor, who runs a large ringing and recording project for various species.

Charlie and  Melissa the Carrions Crows were in the Italian Garden enjoying a bath in the basin under the marble fountain. This is Melissa, I think, though it's hard to see in the spray.

Then they and their son Kevin followed me up Buck Hill. Here is Charlie eating rowan berries.

 A Jay looking for insects in the bark of a nearby tree gave me a curious look.

A Pied Wagtail was also hunting insects on the shore of the Serpentine. Here it leaps off the kerb down to the water's edge.

Although Magpies constantly torment squirrels, the squirrels are heavier and have fearsome teeth and can simply barge into a crowd of Magpies if there is any food to be had.

I don't know what they were picking up here -- it seems to have been very small and there was nothing on the path when I went by.

The male Little Owl was on his favourite branch in the morning.

Later he went into the hole in the chestnut tree -- they seem to prefer last year's nest hole to this year's as a shelter. His mate was there too. She was disturbed by something, perhaps a crow, and came out fluffed up to her largest size and looking menacing.