An early afternoon walk along roads and footpaths of Tealham Moor was frequently punctuated by the songs of Skylark and Reed Bunting but, from the other birds present, there were two stand-out moments. Firstly, a Quail was calling from a well-concealed position south of the road. Didn't see it, of course. Never have. Later, as I walked along Tealham Moor Drove, I came face to face with a Common Redshank, quite vocal, on a fence post no more than 20 metres away, performing sentinel duties.