Nurse: 'Fractured his clavicle'
Doctor: 'How old is this guy?'
Nurse: '40 something'
Doctor: 'How did he do it?'
Nurse: 'Fell off his son's scooter'
Nurse: 'At least he was playing with his kids...'
This conversation, overheard outside the Triage room of the Dorset County Hospital A&E Department this evening, would have been quite amusing had I not been the subject of it.
|The distinctive head shape and pattern of a juvenile Surf Scoter
|The all dark wings help rule out the only real confusion species, Velvet Scoter.
|The Scoter associated loosely, but not always cordially, with Great Crested Grebes - this one chased it around for a minute or so
|Tail often held cocked
|Surf Scoter dives with a small leap, opening the wings just before submerging. Like this.
|Not sure what's going on here - looks like a big pink tongue hanging out
|This smart Great Northern Diver was slightly overshadowed by the rarer visitor to Brands Bay