Poisonously cold for Palm Sunday with a biting northeast wind, a speckle of snow flakes in the air and snow on the Cotswolds. And we had been hoping for summer migrants!
Two members accompanied Mike Smart, the leader, along the muddy towpath from which there were good views across the flooded meadows, which looked pretty desolate. 
Little bird song – the odd Dunnock, Wren, Greenfinch. Only four Lapwings, one or two Curlew with a little bubbling, one Little Egret, one Grey Heron, one Cormorant in flight, a Sparrowhawk hunting along the towpath, and a Tree Creeper in the withy bed
However, some shots from the Apperley side (presumably for clay pigeons) put up the ducks from the Long Pool, and it transpired that there were still good numbers of Teal, about 370, with 7 Wigeon, 6 Shoveler, and the odd few paired Mallard. A more careful look revealed a male Garganey skulking in the withy bed, and keeping rather separate from the Teal, so we did have one migrant.