There it is again tap tap tappity tap on the window above the sink. It has been doing it for some weeks now. We seem to have got ourselves a new friend. They appeared a few years ago, and normally arrived in a cluster of various birds and flitted through the branches of the trees.
But now one has adopted us. It perches on the washing line in a spot up to now reserved for the robin. It sits on my wing mirror, it hanging upsidedown on the patio door.
And there it is again, tap tap tap on the window.
I had never seen one up close before, the buff coloured feathers are almost pink. And it is so tiny.
Now on the whirly washing line, and now tap tap tap again.
Forgot to say its a long tailed tit.