Sad to think that, having moved through Scandinavia and crossed the North Sea, most probably in a single flight, this Brambling got no further than the Norfolk coast before coming to a premature end. I picked it up on the coast road at Kelling soon after dawn today; it may even have arrived at night (when some Bramblings migrate, unlike most other finches). Perhaps it was drawn to lights along the road when it was struck by a passing vehicle. Even in death, it is a creature of beauty, with strikingly tortoiseshell colours and the tell-tale head and wing markings of a male in winter plumage.
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