Bonk-bonk-bonk! [pause…] Bonk-bonk-bonk! The unmistakeable April sound of a testosterone-pumped male chaffinch attacking his own reflection in the dining room window. I chased him away several times, but he was invariably back again a minute later, sometimes at a different window.
If previous experience is anything to go by, this nonsense will carry on for a few weeks.
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