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In my London garden, singing its heart out.
Smaller than a robin, brown with speckles, a cream stripe over each eye, like eyebrows, yellow margin on the beak, tail stuck straight up.
The song repeats, is strong, tuneful, not as musical as a robin or blackbird.
Any ideas?
Not a thrush, certainly.
Smaller than a robin, brown with speckles, a cream stripe over each eye, like eyebrows, yellow margin on the beak, tail stuck straight up.
The song repeats, is strong, tuneful, not as musical as a robin or blackbird.
Any ideas?
Not a thrush, certainly.