This is the friendliest young robin we've ever met. While he won't eat seed from our hand, he'll come very close, and has developed the knack of standing at the front door as we're going out, asking to be fed. The other day, when we lifted the blind on our front bedroom window, he was on the sill saying. "Breakfast time!".
We've lost our house martins in Ormsaigbeg again this year. There are none nesting under the eaves of any of the houses: the Ferry Stores house used to have several nests, as did Water's Edge. The family in the picture is living at Swordle Byre, while the nearest to us are at Meall mo Chridhe.