Birthday Blue Tit

When I took Mish out just after six this morning the parent blue tit was calling loudly to the nestlings and they were chirruping in reply. I thought they might be about to fledge, so instead of going back to bed to drink my flask of coffee I took it outside. The bird was backwards and forwards with caterpillars and managing to call loudly, even though its beak was full. 

It's my birthday and my daughter and son-in-law had arranged for us to have lunch at Smith's in Ongar. She loved driving her recently MOTd  silver Honda S2000 track car there and I loved following in my yellow. We all thoroughly enjoyed our fishy choices. We shared a panna cotta with strawberries complete with candle.  Mish loved the cartilage from my daughter's skate which I brought home for her.

The blue tits haven't fledged.