were used without difficulty and after about another two weeks the bird was fully feathered and trying to fly. In the meantime the parents went down again, laying three eggs; the weather this time was getting back to something more like a normal British summer. In due
course two eggs hatched and the parents fed the young very well, almost competing to feed the most food. I would say that the hen was the best, taking bunches of mealworms at one go – the cock usually one at a time. After what seemed to be an age the first
They are rather like a cordon of England cricketers in the slips – seeing who can jump higher than the next to catch the thrown mealworms. This little exercise goes on for some minutes and seems to be enjoyed by everyone, most of all me.
