It turns out, starlings are the most adorable pests of winter Cromer: they can sit in the closest imaginable proximity to you, singing you the best song of their people and waiting (somewhat impatiently) for whatever you nibble. If you don’t eat anything, they perform for you for another minute or two and then leave with “smh” expressions plastered all over their silhouettes
(Upd. Apologies for the “toilet” part in the video: not exactly demure, but it is what it is)
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