The Black Swan flew down the Long Water and came down near the dominant Mute Swan pair.
Then they had a standoff. The Black Swan is not giving an inch in his struggle to be a resident of the Long Water, perhaps even the boss.
An Egyptian Goose descended a few yards away. While they fight from time to time, at least they can tolerate each other's company.
Some Greylags were upending peacefully on the Serpentine.
A Great Crested Grebe chick struggled to keep hold of the fish its father had just given it.
Three Rose-Ringed Parakeets fought over a piece of apple.
A Jackdaw stared at the spectacle.
A flock of Long-Tailed Tits flew past Peter Pan.
On the water, a pair of Common Darter dragonflies were mating.
The male Little Owl was in his usual place in the chestnut tree.
We heard him and his mate calling to each other, and after dashing around madly for several minutes found her in the next tree up the hill.
Keystone: 'How I hate being sat on by this pigeon.'
Pigeon: 'It's so boring sitting on this stupid keystone.'