They're all muscling in.

On the 11th, I narrowly, didn't Blip a "Humming Starling". I was clinging on by the tips of it's toes, and flapping furiously, while removing chunks of meal-worm impregnated fat.I think it was, probably, a fine balance twixt calories used by the effort and calories gained from the food.
Today I saw this "Gannet" at it. Now and then the Tits manage a look in.