I looked for the Scaup on the Serpentine but couldn't find it -- which is not to say that it wasn't there.
The two adult Mute Swans on the Long Water were alone together, and their seven young were hanging around miserably by the bridge, no doubt having been cheased away by their father. They didn't want to go on to the Serpentine, as things were a bit rough there.
Right at the east end of the Serpentine by the Dell restaurant, inside the line of floating baskets, a Cormorant suddenly surfaced, swallowing a fish. The water here is only a couple of feet deep and crowded with waterfowl, and it is right under the gaze of people eating on the restaurant terrace, so it seemed an odd place for a Cormorant to go fishing.
On the south shore of the Serpentine a Black-Headed Gull was playing with a long willow twig, waving it and throwing it about.
A Goldfinch was waiting its turn at the seed feeder at Kensington Palace.
The two Coal Tits followed me all the way down the leaf yard.
They still won't come to my hand and I think I have missed the opportunity, as they now know that I will eventually put food on the railings for them. A couple of days ago one of them flew to the hand of a girl they didn't even know, and I was envious.
The male Tawny Owl was out on his tree all day.
However, there may be trouble at the oak tree where the Little Owls have been. Lasy year a pair of Stock Doves evicted them from the hole and I never found where they moved to. There was a Stock Dove on the branch today, and I fear that the same thing may happen again.