An interesting event in a sunny Eyemouth today... Presumably most (if not all) of the local Swallows and House Martins were circling frantically over a tiny area of the village - the Swallows giving their "squeaky scissors" alarm call. Next thing a female Sparrowhawk rose from a small garden with prey in its talons. Once it had left the scene, all returned to normal. Down by the harbour, five Grey Seals were hauled out and bickering with eachother.