I've always liked coots. They're excellent mothers , impeccably smart in their black and white ensembles and they do build very designer-y nests .
And , as if that weren't enough , they can run on water . Magnificent !
This year ,there's a family ensconced next to the supermarket , in one of the strange emergency housing/floating window box affairs the council puts up along the canal where the water's too enclosed by high walls for nest-building .
Everyone going past is stopping to see how they're doing . On Friday we could all see eight eggs !
By yesterday evening , as passersby were hanging over the railing trying to see if any had hatched , we were rewarded by a glimpse of a rather squashed redheaded chick . And after I'd bought some tomatoes and a yoghurt , there were two ... and even more onlookers .
We're all going to have to nip along to buy something else today . Maybe we should have a club scarf ... black and white with a narrow red stripe ?
Oh , and talking about fan clubs ... It's no wonder the lady from my last post looks rather pleased with herself ; here she is in the Boijmans Museum in Rotterdam , still drawing admiring glances !