A third Grey Wagtail family?

It seems that there's a third family of Grey Wagtails in the park this year, the first time we've had more than one. I saw an adult male on the plastic buoys at the Lido, with an unfortunate Common Blue damselfly in his beak.

It fed one young bird several times, and then I found another fledgling in a plane tree.

The two Grey Wagtail chicks in the Dell were on their usual rock under the waterfall.

Reed Warblers are normally very shy, but this one came out of the reeds below the Italian Garden and flew on to the parapet, where it looked at me calmly.

Then it flew into a planter and started singing. Normally for video shot here I turn down the volume to reduce the loud noise of the fountains, but now I've left it as it is so that you can hear the bird trying to make itself audible over the din.

Young Starlings looked down from their nest in the eaves of one of the small boathouses, waiting for a parent to bring them food. I waited for several minutes but no parent arrived. Maybe I'll get a chance tomorrow.

The young Great Tits have left the old pump. Their parents must have taken them some distance away, because I couldn't hear them. But there was a family of Great Tits, presumably different ones, in the trees at the northwest corner of the bridge. Here is one of the young ones.

A Great Tit sunbathed in a tree in the Flower Walk.

Two fine pictures by Neil from the same place: a young Coal Tit -- there are two families here --

... and a young Long-Tailed Tit.

A Wren sang and preened in a tree at the foot of Buck Hill.

There was a young Rose-Ringed Parakeet on the ground near the statue of Physical Energy, looking stranded. But it wasn't injured and it seemed old enough to fly, so I left it for its parents to deal with.

A pair of Egyptian Geese with ten goslings cruised along the waterfront by the statue of Peter Pan, and all seemed peaceful. But when they came out into the middle of the lake the dominant Mute Swan, in an unusually foul mood even for him, attacked them.

Maybe he was worried about his mate, who is still sitting on the nest though hatching seems long overdue. Are the eggs infertile? The male swan is quite old now. A new family of Coots from a nest on the edge of the swan island were cavorting around while the female swan stared at them bleakly.

It was a good day for insects. I saw the first dragonfly this year, a female Black-Tailed Skimmer, behind the Albert Memorial.

A Holly Blue butterfly landed in a flower bed in the Flower Walk, but refused to unfold its beautiful wings.

The patch of bugloss at the bridge attracted a Bee Fly ...

... and what I think is an Early Bumblebee.