I would lay my head on a block for you...

This love struck (or lust struck) little blackbird caught our attention as he was walking rather oddly around the grass. It was not long before we spotted the object of his desire who seemed less than interested and quickly flew off. The thwarted lad let out such a heart rending cry that Blipmate and I looked at each other in disbelief before breaking into laughter.

The blackbird then hopped up onto a stump and began calling on a very high note that we could barely hear - if his mouth hadn't been opening and closing in time with the call, we probably would have dismissed it as imagination.