Inevitably, a pair of Coots have built a nest at the top of the weir where the Serpentine flows out into the Dell. Every year they do this, and their chicks are swept over the weir one by one. The wooden ramp at the left is an attempt to provide a way for them to climb back up to the nest, but it doesn't seem to have worked in the past.
One of the families of Greylag Geese is down to one gosling from an original three.
The other family had four when last seen two days ago.
The adopted Egyptian is still with its five step-brothers and sisters. Here it has secured the warmest place in the middle of the heap.
A Ring-Necked Parakeet was reaching precariously from a twig hoping that someone would give him a peanut. They will always climb down as far as they can rather than fly, which seems odd as they are very competent fliers. As a result of people feeding them at the corner of the leaf yard, they have become extremely spoilt and demanding.
A Carrion Crow had hauled the remains of a picnic out of a waste bin beside the Serpentine, and was enjoying a bowl of fusilli with tomato sauce.
A Pied Wagtail was running along the line of plastic buoys at the edge of the Lido swimming area, holding some insects in his beak to feed his nestlings.
Seeing another insect, he sprang into the air to catch it.
They can catch insects while already holding some, by clamping down the bunch with their tongue.
The male Little Owl was hopping around restlessly in his chestnut tree, but stayed still just long enough for a quick picture.