On a dank autumn morning when it had only just stopped raining, it was a surprise to hear one of the Little Owls near the Albert Memorial calling from a horse chestnut tree. This tree is just downhill from the place of the last sighting.

A party of Long-Tailed Tits landed in a willow tree on the south side of the Serpentine ...

... bringing with them a Coal Tit, which picked bugs from the underside of a leaf ...

... and a Chiffchaff.

A female Pied Wagtail sprinted through the short grass on the shore. Moments later, as I took my eye away from the viewfinder of the camera, I saw it chasing a pigeon. It's probably the one I saw doing this yesterday.

A Carrion Crow had the clever idea of pulling up the plastic liner of a rubbish bin to extract all the contents in one go.

The Grey Heron that has been hanging around the Lido restaurant found that only a few people were sitting on the terrace, and took the bold step of coming right in to check the tables.

A few years ago there was a heron at the Dell restaurant that landed on occupied tables and stole people's food off their plates in front of them. This heron, which is still quite young, may be on its way to doing the same.

A Black-Headed Gull hauled a hoverfly larva out of the lake -- at least, that's what I think it is, and the gull seemed pleased and flew away with it.

The Great Crested Grebe chicks from the island were being constantly fed beside the deserted boat platform ...

... but there was time for a parent to enjoy a fish for itself.

The chick from the other end of the island is usually waiting for its parents next to the place where it was hatched. It was preening its little wing.

Paul threw some peanuts into the stream in the Dell for the large carp that live there. The Moorhens dived to have their share. They are not at all good at diving, making even Coots look accomplished.

Two Greylag Geese chewed a fallen twig. I've often seen them taking the bark off branches of various trees, and evidently they like the taste.

A group of Mute Swans took off together.

Some Giant Puffballs have come up beside the leaf yard, a place where they haven't grown before.

The Shire horses brought back a wagonload of wet cut grass from Buck Hill, where young executives from Bloomberg had been toiling in the drizzle to rake it up and load it. I don't know whether this activity is voluntary or compulsory. Anyway, it's good to see them doing something useful.

Tom was at Rainham Marshes again, and this time managed to get a shot of two Green Sandpipers.