Sunday 6 May 2012

When the red, red robin comes bob, bob...

If this fat little robin had come much closer, I'd have been in danger of stepping on him. 

I suspect  he finds a ready supply of food from soft hearted climbers :)


  1. Oh lovely. I've never been this close to a robin

  2. Robins do come very close don't they? We have a pair nesting in the garden and one of them, I think the male, is on the feeders for his suet pellets whilst I'm still topping up - I always speak to him and call him 'sweetie' he fixes his beady eye on me and if I'm late putting out the food he sits on the bench just outside the back door and calls me! Tthey are fearless little creatures:)

  3. Awwwwwwwwwww
    Such a charming little fellow.
    Your so lucky to have been able to snap this photo.
    cheers, parsnip

  4. He's lovely - makes our robins look positively gargantuan!

  5. That is the most delicate robin I have ever seen! ~ Maureen

  6. They are amongst the tamest of the wild birds, Helen, aren't they?
    When we dig the garden they keep pace with us so that they can be the
    first to get any worm that we dig up. They certainly do not look in
    the least like the aggressive little bird that they really are.

  7. So different from ours and just as beautiful. (I know yours aren't as sweet as American Robins but you can't have it all. I mean, seriously. You've got Big Ben.)