For the third year in a row, a mama starling has decided our loft is the best place to lay her eggs. And this is despite our removing last year's nest. And of course she's chosen the space right above our bedroom cupboard, so every morning between 5:30 and 6:00 we are awakened by the desperate cheeps of some very hungry little birds. Judging from years past, this fun morning ritual will last about a month before the babies fledge and leave. Needless to say, I'll be up in the loft blocking any available entryways as soon as they're gone. Those little pests are extremely lucky that we love animals.