Breakfast Bar

I'm sure many of you feed the birds as we do. A wooden arch originally intended as a seat has become the site for our sunflower and nijer seed feeders attracting the usual suspects.
However every so often we have a visitor. He may come most days for a week or more, then, presumably as the birds wise up he disappears for a while. Occasionally he'll catch something from the feeders, but more often it seems to be the slightly dozy bird on it's journey in that will catch his eye .....
Check down ...
to the left ....
straight on ...
to the right ...
up..., hang on
into action ...
I missed the action shot and this time he also missed the great tit, but other times he was more lucky. Kay isn't over happy that the mushroom was doubling as a plucking post, but it makes for good views (if not very good handheld shots in the fading light!).
Then he's off again.
To finish let's remember it's Spring and revel in the sun, the blackthorn in bloom against a cloudless sky and recall the story of the birds and the bees. (What is the story of the birds and bees? No-one ever told me).
I know we shouldn't anthropomorphise, but tell me you can't hear Barry White in the background as this loved up pair rewrite my usual impression of aggressive coots.