Watching the feeders in the back garden at Falcon Cottage last week saw an old friend come a calling. The Putative Italian Sparrow put in a short visit of a few minutes and then disappeared again as quickly as he appeared.
I guess he must have bred again somewhere locally and just popped in for a bite to eat. This is the third autumn he’s called by. Luckily I had the camera handy to record the moment.
Letter From Norfolk 