Birds...

I bought this squirrel / bird feeder for my garden, not imagining for one moment that I'd be feeding Joey Essex (our resident pheasant) and his bird Gemma (named for their intellectual prowess) who don't appear to have a limit to how much they actually eat. I filled it yesterday and already it's empty. I fear I'm going to have to mount the feeder higher up to encourage the blue tits and discourage these two greedy bastards.

(Insert eye roll)