The Black Swan and his girlfriend were preening harmoniously at the Lido.
But this calm state was only achieved after he had chased away an adult Mute Swan ...
... and his girlfriend's brother, who eased his annoyance by pecking some Coots.
The female Teal was still under the parapet of the Italian Garden, scooping around in some debris which apparently contained something nutritious.
A Moorhen near the Dell restaurant was also foraging among the fallen leaves.
In the little pool at the top of the Dell waterfall, a Carrion Crow pulled something round and whitish out of the water, which it ate. I have no idea what this thing was, and have cropped right into the photograph in an effort to make it identifiable.
Another crow posed elegantly on the handrail of the Lido swimming area during a sunny interval.
A young Herring Gull was playing with a feather.
There was just one Mistle Thrush in the rowan trees on the top of Buck Hill.
They seem to spend most of their time in the trees on the other side of the road. Probably they forage on the ground here, but so far I haven't found out where. They also often come over to the patches of short grass on Buck Hill to look for worms.
It was a windy day, and the Little Owls were nowhere to be seen. They don't like perching on branches that are tossing up and down.