Tug of war
In today’s strong winds there was a group of Ringed Plover and Turnstone feeding on the grassland near the river mouth. When I parked up, some juveniles approached quite close, possibly trying to find extra shelter behind the van. There was steady pecking at small prey, but occasionally a Ringed Plover would grab hold of the end of a worm and pull and pull, sometimes the worm won (perhaps by breaking?), and sometimes not with the plover getting a large meal.