This time it really did work and the birds performed tremendously well.
It all happened whilst waiting for a train at the peak morning chorus time of 5:47 a.m (GMT).
I was perched on the station bench when it suddenly occurred to me what the commotion going about overhead actually was, birds singing.
It reminded me of someone holding down a key on an electrical Casio and the same droning high note going on and on and on, just this note was beautiful and the repetition of various bird songs was actually quite moving.
I was literally drowned in sound which at such an early time in the morn was a very odd thing to experience indeed.
Bodmin Parkway really is the doziest little train station ever and the surrounding trees quite literally swamp the two platforms, so in many ways due to the circumstances the morning chorus and a new experience found its own way to me so thanks birds, thirds.
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