A midsummer night in an English garden

So what might you find in the middle of the shortest nights of the year in a suburban garden in England?

First here are a couple of views of my lawn in the early morning. The starling flock - now featuring a second crop of juveniles - has come to feed.

 Plus a couple of feral pigeons.

But a few hours earlier - in the dead of night - here was what was on the same spot:

First one

Then two

Squeezing under the fence at the back of the garden.

Taking a little drink.