To hell with the rugby international the suns shining and I'm off to Llandegfedd for some birding and maybe an odd sand martin. But first I had to cough up six quid for the privilege, kerching! Should have asked for a refund as wildfowl were a little bit thin on the ground (or water). Green pool was home to the odd little grebe, wigeon and 40 teal. A couple snipe were flushed from The Island and a Cormorant kitted out full in breeding plumage took up residence on the osprey platform. Paranchus albipes was welcomed as the first ground beetle record of the Spring.