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Day four of the heatwave had me being sensible and staying indoors most of the day. I had a dinner date with friends in Manchester and, seeing as it was becoming slightly cooler with a light breeze by teatime I went in the long way, getting the 150 to Platt Fields, strolling through the park and getting a bus into town from Wilmslow Road (it was too warm and far too busy to even contemplate walking it).
The parakeets were screeching round the treetops, woodpigeons and magpies browsed on the grass. Walking down towards the lake there were robins and chiffchaffs calling from the hedgerow.
You can see the effects of the avian flu outbreak on the birds on the lake. There were still the expected Canada geese, mallards, coots and black-headed gulls but barely a couple of dozen of each. A couple of swans loafed on the bank, a couple of tufted ducks bobbed about on the water and a young heron lurked in the trees on the bank of the island. I was surprised to see a moorhen with young chicks so late in the season.
I walked down to Wilmslow Road, more parakeets screeching overhead, a jay passing by and a nuthatch calling from the tree by the bus stop. Half an hour's gentle wander, nineteen species of birds, there are worse things.
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