From The Guardian on 20-Jul-2014 21:30
A sound like the pinging of a cash register, coming from the middle of a reedbed, can only mean one thing: that bearded tits are close by. These beautiful creatures spend virtually their whole lives in reedbeds; indeed an alternative (and more accurate) name is bearded reedling, though this has never really caught on amongst birders.
Often the bird itself remains hidden in the reeds, the only clue to its presence being that echoing, metallic call. But over the past few months I have had many close encounters with bearded tits on my local patch, and had the chance to really appreciate their stunning beauty.
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