Over the last weeks Mick and I have put in long hours knocking the garden into shape. We have been watched, followed front and back of the house, and had an uninvited guest for most snacks outside. No not the rat problem I mentioned some weeks ago but a Robin, he ( or she) joins us and is not at all shy about diving into a freshly dug hole or sitting on your chair or hopping around the table whilst we eat. He is waiting first thing in the morning by the kitchen door and makes it perfectly clear he is waiting for breakfast, he runs rings round the dog who gives up trying to catch him and then he darts to see what food Holly has in her dish. In the afternoon we had the doors open to the lounge and we're resting when Robin flew in and settled on my armchair,cocked his head to look me right in the eye then flew to perch on the telescope. Only when I went to get the bird pellets did he follow me out. Today we had family over for a BBQ, the main guest who was equally at ease was Robin.