As we crossed the bridge, I glanced upstream, reflecting on how good the Chub fishing had been along this stretch of the river when I was a really keen angler thirty years ago. Two white 'blobs' caught my attention: the nearer was a Little Egret, but the second was obviously a Great White.
After we'd completed our shopping, we took a detour down Marston Lane, parking in the one available space at the start of the Yare footpath. As you can see below, the river had flooded the surrounding meadows, creating a perfect habitat for the Egrets. A short walk revealed that the Great White had moved further away, and that Linda's phone camera wasn't going to give us any award-winning images! Nevertheless, it was nice to get a record of one of these increasingly-abundant, beautiful birds within a short distance of the school where Linda had been Bursar until recently!
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