At the Lido restaurant, one of the young Pied Wagtails was fearlessly running around under people's feet. Here it is on the back of a chair, at a table where people were having lunch.
The Moorhen family in the Italian Garden are still uneasily sharing a pond with the Coot family I photographed yesterday. The four chicks are well protected behind the wire netting around a clump of purple loosestrife.
The Mute Swans had brought their single cygnet to Peter Pan, knowing that its charm would win them all food. I'm not sure what it has picked up here, but it didn't like the offering and spat it out.
Seeing food, the Mallard family rushed in at top speed. The two ducklings are almost large enough to be out of danger from the big gulls.
In a recent comment, Cathy remarked that horror stories about gull attacks are all over the press, like this one. Well, it's the silly season, and we all know that gulls are opportunists and will grab anything edible. But let's not forget our own celebrated killer gull, the Lesser Black-Back at the Dell restaurant. When I found him today he had made a couple of unsuccessful rushes at pigeons on the ground, clearing a wide area around him, and was strutting around with a determined look in his pale eye.
There are a lot of young Dunnocks around the Long Water. This one on the other side of the path by the leaf yard, is a little older than the one I photographed the day before yesterday, and has lost the pink tinge at the base of its bill.
The young Reed Warblers are still highly visible in the reeds near the bridge.
The male Little Owl was in the maple tree, enjoying a sunny spell. We couldn't find the owlets, which are probably in the leaf yard.