Some of you will remember Hoppy out resident disabled male blackbird who became really tame after spending days roosting on one of our bird tables whilst learning to adapt to life with a badly damaged leg. He stayed with us for months after his recovery always being the first to the bird table each morning. In fact he would watch us through various house windows for a sign that table replenishment was imminent and then swoop around the house to wait near to the table.
Sadly one day Hoppy disappeared. We never knew what happened to him and would like to think of him meeting up with a female that looked beyond his infirmity and tempted him away to a happy life elsewhere. In reality it was more likely that Hoppy had suffered a less happy fate but at least we felt we extended his life a little.
Hoppy was the exception as, in out garden, it tends to be the female blackbirds that are the most confident. One female has taken over Hoppy's role. She's quite distinctive with thrush like markings.
She waits as near as she can when Martyn is popping food onto the table. Excuse the quality if the photo below. It was taken well back from the window. She doesn't mind being watched from the window but isn't too keen on having a camera pointed at her.
She's not actually perched on Martyn's head - she isn't that cheeky (yet) - but is just centimetres away from his ear which at times she makes impatient 'chuck chuck' noises into.
As soon as he turns away she darts behind his back and feasts on as many of her favourite suet nibbles as she can before any other birds arrive.