The noisy one

I've noticed there is one bird in my garden who makes quite a racket.  He's getting more and more bold.  He's the first to venture forward to see if I've filled up the feeders.  And when I was cutting back the rosemary this morning, he was determined to see what I was doing.

Sadly, I didn't have the camera about my person when I was wielding the garden weapons.

He was back, though, this evening, as I was pottering around, pondering the afternoon's performance by my team.  (we lost, but there was some good football played)

I wasn't SO close. But I would love to have a blippable little friend, like the wonderful Emyjane.   I've started to talk to him - he is really rather cute.