Attracted by seeds in the bird feeder

I slept in (for me) and have been chasing my tail all day with lots of Zoom meetings, telephone calls and emails. Ended up editing a report that one of the community psychiatrists has written to try and make it more coherent and less rambling. 

Finishing work at 1700 with the wind strong, and frequent albeit brief squalls of rain, discouraged a jog or walk. Fortunately I had already got today's blip when the new bird feeder was visited by a male greenfinch. Even when there has been a flock of greenfinch on the feeding table, only been one male has stayed on the seed bell. This one came by itself, and I suspect that he is the one who has worked out how to get the seeds.