At one point, a couple of youngsters were sitting at one end of the bench, and Papa Swan arrived at the other. After a few minutes, I heard PLOP! and sure enough, Papa Swan was lying down in his usual pose, once he's confident he won't be chased (by Precious!). After some time, he raised his head and made the unique call swans do when they want their mate!

"Mama's not here, Papa!" I told him. "She'll probably be along later, but she's not here now."

Another call, then head raised, and another call!

After a couple of minutes, I turned the other way and saw her coming from the opposite direction - he knew!! Even though where he was sitting, he couldn't see her coming! She arrived, stood and preened for a few minutes, then came alongside him.

They stay very close to each other these days, and they're as sweet in their own way, as our young love-birds Tristan and Isolde.

Speaking of the two honeymooners.... they came up a bit later, together as always, and kept their heads close together for at least 10 minutes. Well, I just had to get a picture of them (below).