Juvenile oystercatcher

I’ve been trying to get a picture of junior here with Mum. But it looks like they’ve had a tiff. So Mum was in the grassy grounds of the Primary School while Junior was right at the edge of a large grass verge by the road. Mum was calling so I tried to coax junior back through the Primary School gate, but he was having none of it. Aren’t teenagers difficult? Still, there seems to be a wee success story here. And it all started on our roof!
PS I'm reasonably sure that junior can't fly. Once he can they will be off.