Actually I don't think they were back, I just think it was a few migrants hanging around.
Last week, I blogged on the sad news that the Swifts that delight us each year overhead the house had left.
Well I spent a few hours out in the garden this weekend digging my next project to have a dozen or so buzzing around overhead for a couple of hours.
So it was a lovely interlude to hear their screams again, and watch their wonderful aerobatic flying, even if it was only for a short while.
Also having said that I had written the last of frogblog this year, I had a great time watching a couple of particular individuals, which I photographed, so will bring you those later in the week.