After what for me has been a frustratingly quite summer, the lure of two half decent birds in Cambridgeshire and Norfolk looked promising.
However, after two hours spent at Sutton Gault not seeing a Purple Heron and two hours at Sheringham not seeing an Alpine Swift it looked like the birding gods would have the last laugh.
Thankfully we had only got as far as Blakeney when the Swift returned, a quick dash back and a 20 minute wait were rewarded with some excellent views. With fresh enthusiasm we called in at Sutton Gault on the way home to be greeted with forlorn faces, however, 20 minutes later the Heron flew in from the south and showed well on the pool.
Sometimes you are just made to work for birds!