Thrush

After a lunchtime yoga session in the West End I walked down through the Dean Gardens to meet up with Dave and T, who missed the Dean Gdns bit by all being late for different reasons. Could have done with  birders to help identify this very noisy young feller who didn't seem to mind me taking pictures of it at all! We repaired to the Vinny, a haunt of D's back in the very olden days, and had a pint or two of delicious Jarl and much blether. The bird was inspected on my camera and judged to be a song thrush, Turdus philomelos, on account of its bold behaviour and slightly arrow-head-ish spots on its belly.