Moving House . . .

Today Mrs W persuaded me to move the concrete swift box from beside the wooden swift box to between the kitchen windows.  It was only a week ago she wouldn’t let me go up the roof on the other side of the house to attack a wasp nest . . .
 
The swift boxes have been in a few different places, including close to where the concrete one is now, but the only occupants have been sparrows.  When we moved in, nearly eighteen years ago, the swifts nested in the roof each year near where the concrete box is/was, and we fitted the box there the year we had the gutters and fascias replaced, but there were no takers, however we have decided to try again.
 
Left things a bit late today, but will try to catch up with commenting shortly.