As I sat vainly waiting for a Kingfisher to appear and the Robin was bobbing around darting back and to, to what looked liked crushed biscuit that somebody had left behind,I caught an other slight movement in the corner of my eye. I kept watching and it reappeared, it was a little Wood Mouse. It would appear out of the vegetation behind the fence, check out the scene, sometimes upright, pop through a hole in the wire netting, get to this twig, stop again and have another look, then rush over to the biscuit, grab a mouthful then vanish back through the netting. It was quite amusing and sort of cushioned the non-appearance of the Kingfisher.
