Yesterday, I went to meet my robin.  I whistled him and he flew down to my eye level and I fed him from the pot.  A woman passed by, threw some worms and seeds, had a chat, seems she believes him to be HER robin.  Then a French boy, Oli, came along.  I've met him before, he's got himself a squirrel who waits for him each day.  He's also got a robin.  MY robin.  Turns out MY robin is awbuddys robin, whoring himself around the park for worms.  

I took a photo of Oli feeding the Robin (in extras) which is a bit like taking a picture of your cheating boyfriend with his new boyfriend.  On Valentine's day.

I've put another of my robin in extras because he might be a flirt but I still love him. 

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