This is the time of the year that Mr and Mrs Chough have a bit of a rest
from their demanding brats and leave them to jolly well look for their own
food. The juveniles persist in making this continual high-pitched squeaking
noise and making begging gestures with their wings. They are almost as
annoying as badly controlled kids in a supermarket. I hope they soon learn
where all the juicy invertebrates live.
Peter Byles.
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