One story ends and another one begins

Woke up early this morning as i was popping out to shoot some graffiti with a friend. Before i left i switched on the monitor and checked on my babies but could only see 3.

I was only out for about 1 1/2 hours which meant i was back before 8 but as i walked passed the bird box i heard nothing. I checked the monitor and, bugger, i missed it. So i grabbed a cup of coffee and sat out side looking for them. Only managed to find 2 but i think the others were around somewhere. So the rest of the day was spent outside watching all the babies, mainly great tits, fly back and forth screaming feed me, feed me.

What a lovely peaceful day it was, here are the others.