I only saw dad on his own for several days, then last week I saw one of the juvenile females with him a few days in a row, so on Saturday I decided to take my telescope down to look at her and see if I could make out the ring number. What do you know, she wasn’t there. Neither was dad! Nobody was home.
Then, on Monday, I tried again and was treated to mum, dad and the juvenile female together. When I arrived, dad was on his own, sitting in his favourite spot. Then he flew down into the nest turret – daft boy, there’s nobody in there, surely! A few moments later, mum and the juvenile arrived. I think he just panicked at having got caught sleeping, so he went to the turret to show her he was doing his job and keeping an eye on the family. I don’t think he managed to fool her! She didn’t bother telling him off though, and the three of them settled quietly on various perches, napping, preening and enjoying the sunset.
I didn’t manage to see the ring number due to the juvenile’s choice of perch, but it was definitely a female. I haven’t seen any of the others for a few weeks. Perhaps they get home later, after dusk…
I passed by this afternoon and saw dad on his own. 30 seconds after I arrived, he walked around to the back of the pinnacle so I couldn’t see him! What a cheek! Oh well, I guess he likes a bit of privacy once in a while!