We heard a rustling in the chimney and speculated whether we could hear a bird in the roof. Ten minutes later, from the fireplace came a blur of feathers. A somewhat startled baby sparrow emerged and started to make its way across the room making an occasional chirp.
Julie ran out calling for us to remove the bird. Undaunted, the sparrow hopped around, eventually flying to a window, and trying to get out, in much the same way as a trapped wasp or bumble bee will be confounded.
We gently opened the window and after a short pause the baby aviator flew in an ungainly way through the window and onwards to freedom and no doubt to rediscover its noisy brothers and sisters.
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