Stepping out on to our back patio this morning, looking for LT Tits that I could hear, I became aware of a nearby, silent, single, male Bullfinch checking out the Hawthorn buds ( and deciding that no, they were not fat enough yet), before flying off, silently, on his own. Later, in the same vicinity, the gloaming was lit up by a bright, white-rumped bird flying away from me, so this time sex unknown.