To label this bird a warbler is something of a misnomer, I think, as, really, they shout, loudly and raucously at this time of year, ‘Hey, girl! Look at me, look at me, look at me!’.

Meet the Cetti’s warbler (pronounced ‘chetty’ ) (Cettia cetti), named after the 18th-century Italian ornithologist Francesco Cetti, who first described it. It’s a bird that can usually be found near water, in the shrubs and reed beds that surround swamps and lakes or line the edges of rivers and streams.

Most of the year, the Cetti’s warbler is more of a skulker, producing its call from within dense vegetation, but, in the springtime, motivated by the need to find a mate, the males are much more visible.

They usually hold a small territory and, within that area, have favourite singing podiums/perches where they sit and call. And I find they follow the same route as they move around their patch so, if you spend a little time watching and listening, you can often catch them at one of their perches, as I managed to do with these two at RSPB Lodmoor last week.