White-tailed Lapwing I’ve said it before and I will definitely say it again, repeating yourself is an age thing you know, I said repeating yourself is an age thing you know, the great thing about my hobby is that you have no idea what the next day will bring. Yesterday was a case in point. I had a straightforward, but none the less very pleasant, day planned. Up at 06:30, breakfast then do the horses and go for a countryside walk with Folly and my bins. A cup of coffee with my lovely wife and then a telephone consultancy call with some private equity investors in Australia at 10 am. Then an afternoon doing jobs outside interspersed with some training sessions with Loki. Well I got as far as the coffee when a message from my great birding buddy Nick alerted me to the presence of a mega rare White-tailed Lapwing in Yorkshire. My every suffering wife asked if I would have enough time to go after my phone call, well is the pope catholic I asked myself! As it turned out ...