The cry of the red kite

We have a lot of red kites flying round here. Like a lot. When I first came here, I did not know what were these birds of prey flying so low and that had that such a distinctive cry. It felt like our quaint little English town was in the middle of the wilderness. A quick Google search helped me identify what I now call my neighbours. Or avian neighbours. But yes, they do cry rather loudly. Yesterday I heard one when I was in the garden. I found it in a nearby tree and managed to take a few snapshots. Not great ones, but here is one for you.