One For Breakfast.

A loud and high-pitched chirping alerted us to this little guest in our kitchen - a fledgling pied wagtail, probably in search of his breakfast.

He flew into the window as soon as we entered and fell to the ledge, somewhat stunned. But he recovered, regarded us with his black Paddington eyes, flew up to the lightshade - and with a further burst of chirps flew back out into the world.