Flying down from the tall beeches to worm-whisper the grass. And then flying back into the beeches with a beakful of chopped worm. Were these Mistles Thrushes.
Mistle thrushes are bigger, with greyer silver feathers than Song Thrushes.
Expert wormers they are when compared to the fruitless (or wormless) efforts of the clumsy magpies nearby.
Just stop and think about this for a minute: in the car crazy centre of Torquay near Upton Park, amidst the noisy din of the exhaust-fumed traffic, are these Mistle Thrushes. Going about their beautiful business.
Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet