Longton Brickcroft ...

Had another productive writing day, interrupted by a stroll round Longton Brickcroft nature reserve. Apart from the usual coots and moorhens, in the flooded pits of the old brickworks, there were shoveler, gadwall and a pair of goldeneye. A robin sat on a thorny twig, feathers puffed out against the cold, and, from no more than three feet away, sang a little song just for me…