Getting Otter.

I’ve wanted to see a bittern for as long as I can remember, but never have. So when I heard there was one in residence at the London Wetlands Centre I set off hoping to catch a glimpse of it. 
I spent a peaceful hour sitting in the hide, but of course it didn’t show. Once bittern, twice shy, perhaps?
Another chap in the hide told me he’d seen the bird on 6 occasions, which didn’t help. But when he identified a cormorant as a great crested grebe, I began to doubt the veracity of his claims.
So I took a photo of an otter & went home.