A little bird that I used to see quite often on my patch in Woodford was the Reed Bunting. Often seen flitting up above the maize and hanging on for grim life as the wind blew its perch. I've not seen so many this year. Again, it could be that I've not been in the right places or maybe there is an underlying problem with their habitat. Either way, I'm going to make sure I keep a more vigilant eye open for them in the coming months. They are a great little bird. Here's one having a good old feed on some seeds.
A rather handsome looking male.