yea, so what you going to do about it buddy

I get nothing but contempt and abuse (and eggs) from these guys. They peck at my fingers, ankles and knees. When I am crawling about trying to find where they have hidden their eggs they are climbing on my legs and onto my back, pecking at my coat and trousers.
They are definitely looking a lot better than when they arrived although there are still some improvement areas, like the neck on this lady.
The hen tent does smell a bit but it is still pleasant spending 10 minutes or so sitting on a hay bail laughing at these girls behaviour.