There were more Redwings at the bottom of the Parade Ground near the bandstand ...

... and eight Fieldfares, of which I managed to get six into one picture.

There were also Pied Wagtails here, but this one is on the terrace of the Dell restaurant.

The one and only Grey Wagtail was hunting along the edge of the Serpentine.

The Kingfisher was back in the dead willow tree next to the Italian Garden.

On the other side of the Italian Garden, there was a Great Spotted Woodpecker at the top of a tall plane tree.

Other regulars included the undersized Egyptian Goose, preening in its usual place near the Triangle car park ...

... and the female Little Owl in the lime tree near the Henry Moore sculpture, back after a day's absence.

This Black-headed Gull with ring number V51E is a visitor from Denmark.

Another Black-Headed Gull on the ice at the Dell restaurant was playing with a mysterious bit of orange plastic. It was only when I got home and enlarged the picture that it could be seen that it's a plastic dinosaur from the nearby Natural History Museum. I think it's a hadrosaur.

Several gulls were harassing a Pochard which had been given a potato crisp. It evaded them by diving, and ate the crisp.

A young Herring Gull was perfectly reflected in melting ice.

Some Mute Swans took off in front of the Big Bird statue at the Diana fountain.

Yesterday Paul saw some Redwings in Kensington Gardens. Today they were in Hyde Park on the bare earth of the Parade Ground, finding plenty of worms. It doesn't take long for the news to get out. This happens every year after the funfair has gone. Expect more in a day or two.

There was also one Mistle Thrush. Again, there will probably be more soon.

The upper part of the Parade Ground was being harrowed to smooth it for laying turf. A mob of Carrion Crows and various gulls were all over the freshly turned soil, getting out of the way of the tractor only at the last moment.

Other birds were less well served on a very cold day. There were crowds of Great Tits and Blue Tits around the leaf yard, storming out to be fed. The shy Blackbirds also came out and showed themselves, in the hope of getting a bit of digestive biscuit, of which they are very fond -- as fruit eaters, they enjoy sweet things.

Both Nuthatches came down to take nuts from the railings.

There were hungry Robins all round the lake, providing an excuse for yet another photograph of one -- but they are irresistible.

Near the Dell restaurant, a Carrion Crow was finishing off the last remnants of a Feral Pigeon killed by the notorious Lesser Black-Backed Gull. In the background, a Pied Wagtail ...

... was hunting for himself.

Male Pied Wagtails have black backs, females grey. But this is an usually dark male. Several years ago on the Parade Ground I saw a male  who had no white on him at all -- all the usually white parts were dark grey.

The Grey Wagtail was also hunting here, but went through in a few seconds so I didn't get a good shot.

A pair of Great Crested Grebes were fishing together near the bridge, diving under the edge of the ice.

A Coot was washing itself.

A young Herring Gull had found a bit of croissant at the Lido restaurant. Another looked on enviously.

In the Diana fountain, two gulls were pointlessly quarrelling over a clod of frozen earth which was not of the slightest use to them.

Several Pied Wagtails were running around on the ice, evidently finding some kind of bugs on it or they wouldn't have bothered. They never lose their footing on the slippery surface.

The Grey Wagtail was hunting under a tree at the bottom of the Parade Ground. It found three larvae in the space of a minute.

A Carrion Crow was digging a hole in the Parade Ground in search of worms.

There are now four Great Crested Grebes on the Serpentine, as many as there were before it froze. This one was fishing in the cover of a group of Coots.

The Coots resented its presence. But the grebe ignored this insolent assault and went on fishing.

The person who throws very stale bread to the birds at Peter Pan was back. The Mallard and Coot weren't fighting over this rigid roll. They were equally baffled about how to peck a bit out of it. Both abandoned it.

The two Canada--Greylag hybrid geese which are siblings were back on the Serpentine.

Shovellers were perfectly reflected in the water covering the melting ice.

A Mute Swan courted an underage female.

Both Nuthatches came down to take food from the leaf yard railings.

A Robin waited expectantly in a holly bush.

When a Robin has taken a pine nut from your hand, it's polite to wait for it to come back, as they usually want a second helping.

The newly found Little Owl was back in the oak tree near the Italian Garden after five days' absence.

He's a nervous bird, and fled when I was still fifty yards away. He flew across the lake in the direction of the chestnut tree where the first pair of Little Owls was seen almost five years ago. But I don't think he was the male from that tree, because that is a very calm owl and just stares at you when you come to take a picture.

The female owl in the lime tree near the Henry Moore sculpture was sitting outside her hole.

The owl near the Albert Memorial saw no reason to come out of her hole on a dismal grey day, so there's no picture of her.

A Kingfisher appeared on a bush twenty yards from the Italian Garden.

It started washing itself, by plunging repeatedly into the water and flying up to the twig above to dry and preen.

Nearby, a Cormorant was having a wash in its own wild style.

A Carrion Crow exploring a bin had found a carrier bag bearing the name of a local shop. This looked hopeful, so out it came.

The bag was tipped up to extract the contents.

There was nothing but an empty sushi box and salad tub.

Oh well, better luck next time.

Someone had rather oddly given some grapes to a Canada Goose. It seemed to like them.

But an offering of raw spinach was ignored by all the birds.

Some Feral Pigeons at the Dell restaurant were very lucky indeed.

The Dunnock in the Rose Garden was waiting hopefully under the feeder for some spillage to come its way.

A Starling on the Parade Ground found an earthworm.

A Pied Wagtail was standing on a mound of earth, looking around for a good place to hunt.

A Goldcrest accompanied a flock of Long-Tailed Tits along the south shore of the Serpentine, searching for bugs in the trees.

A Little Owl was visible through the twigs in the lime tree near the Henry Moore sculpture.

And the owl near the Albert Memorial was looking down from her hole.