After I haven't been birding for a while, I tend to find myself itching to get back out in the field, almost as if I have withdrawal symptoms! This has certainly been the case in the month of March, where I really have struggled to find the time to do any serious birdwatching - due to revision for exams etc. So a visit to my Patch (Rainham Marshes) was most welcome! On arrival at Rainham, I made the executive decision to head along the woodland walk towards the Ken Barrett hide. Making my way along the path, the explosive calls of Cetti's Warblers greeted my ears with only a fleeting glimpse of a brown bird to confirm them. Into the woodland now and amongst tame Robins , Blue tits and Great Tits , the syllabic and unmistakable song of a Chiffchaff burst through. This was not to be the first of the day however, with at least 3 being heard en route to the Ken Barrett hide alone. After checking various patches of water for Voles, Frogs and Grass Snakes unsuccessfully, I reache...