Still, never mind the jammy dress offered pessimistically to the crappy washing machine, after Ella went for her nap this fella landed on the balcony and took fifteen minutes out of his day to treat me to some squarking and some feathery head bobbing, and in return he relieved me of half the box of nuts and seeds I sprinkle onto my Allbran.
Never seen a garden bird like this in Warrington - my joy knew no bounds.
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