When the stood up to go they faced away from each other and it looked a bit like "parting is such sweet sorrow". But in fact it was just the way they individually had decided to get back to the path and they were quickly reunited. It makes you realise how easy it is to film someone "storming out" when in fact they are hurrying in!
I went out for my walk along the cliffs. Being pessimistic, about the chances of finding something special, has two advantages. One, I wasn't disappointed and two, I was right. Nevertheless you can't be disappointed if you can stand and watch Fulmars zooming round the cliffs, I still find them as exciting to watch as the day I first saw one, half a century ago.
The "big field", quite understandably, has been ploughed, so I hope the flowers (weeds) I wrote about earlier in the month (see here) ahd managed to fulfil their needs. There were still a few birds on the field, mainly Meadow Pipits and Skylarks but the lack of weeds and seeds meant the the finches had moved on, while Black-headed Gulls hawked over the furrows looking for uncovered invertebrates.
The smaller field, two down from behind the Monument, is still growing it's weedy crop and it was there I found the Linnets. I also flushed a Pheasant and the Grey Partridges as I walked across.