Colourful, vociferous and conspicuous, birds are among our nation's best-loved garden visitors. Thrushes are a joyous sight, bobbing between our flower beds picking up slugs and snails. Robins perch nearby as we dig out allotments, hoping we unearth a worm or two for their dinner. Starlings chatter from the rooftops and convene overhead in large clouds, whirling and turning to the delight of any onlookers.
A few months ago, I arrived home with my two young children. As I bustled the school bags through the front door, I heard them whooping and squealing from the back door. Urgent calls of “Mummy” sent me to investigate, and what I saw made me laugh out loud with delight.
