Clap, clap.

Saw the starlings gathering on this rooftop.

Quietly and stealthily I edged closer to get the shot of the TV aerial, clothed in feathered sleekness. Poised with camera, pointed, when suddenly a loud Clap of hands and whoosh, they were off.

Ha, Ha, Bluddy Ha, Dale!
Thanks Mate.

In fairness, he probably thought it was very funny.