For a week or two now a little bluetit has been peering at his reflection in my bedroom window, and getting a little bit aggressive with his "rival". When I opened the curtains this morning sure enough, out he came from the apple tree and started his usual ritual. But this time, after a few minutes, another, smaller, bluetit appeared - obviously a female - and gave him two little pecks on the end of his beak. She kissed him! It was as if she was saying, "never mind about him, it's you I love. Now come and help me build this nest". And off they went, together.
[sentimental sniff]
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To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic