The chicks have hatched

I'm afraid I mean this only in the most literal sense possible.  It is not the name of some nails new boulder problem I have put up at a secret crag hidden in Epping Forest after months of secret training on my wall.  Happy news nonetheless after the box was ignored last year. I did go for a run yesterday though, before and after eating a lot of cake.

Enjoy my tits*:

* soz, lol, rofl!**

**stupid child acronyms to redress the balance of me taking photos of birds. Another of life's 'what happened to me?' moments.