Felt a bit edgy, went up the allotment and cleared out some brambles while drinking red wine. After a bit a grownup robin came to check out what I was up to. Couldn't help but think it's the little punky haired youngster from last year who used to follow me round the plot. Seemed to be taking beakfuls back to
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The trees, is it possible they're raising another lot of chicks this time of year, or just being cautious?