It's often the case that the most non-descript birds have loud distinct songs. This is most certainly true of the Common Rosefinch.
The Three Musketeers (Nik, Paul and Myself ) embarked on our latest Twitch into Cambridgeshire last night to try and see the said bird
We had done our homework before we set off (lesson learned from this weeks Greater Yellowlegs debacle at Daventry Reservoir, where a few hundred birders had happily ticked the above, only for someone to say 'Actually Guys it's a Greenshank !!' (thank goodness I was waiting until the evening before going)), and studied all the features and call.
The small village of Melbourn was our destination and following local directions we soon found the gardens, where the the little guy was hanging around.
Luckily we had studied the call as this bird is a real typical little brown job (well first summer males as this one is) and I'm sure we would never have found it on looks alone.
Like I say the call is very noticeable and we were soon able to trace the bird in the conifers of the largest of the said gardens. We did enjoy good views for prolonged periods, before deciding it was time for a beer and a curry at a nearby Indian
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