As I stumbled down the stairs this morning, bleary eyed and foggy minded I glanced out of the corner of my eye into the garden. Amongst the usual throng of House Sparrows and Dunnocks, one sparrow caught my attention. It seemed a touch more… inviting. That head seemed cooper and there seemed to be cheek spots. It looked like a bloody Tree Sparrow. I was shocked into activity, almost as if a nun had thrown a lemon into my porridge. I scrambled for binoculars and camera, and with a few minutes of searching I managed to relocate the tyke.
This smattering of pixels barely do it justice
New bird for patch, and one I’ve not seen in Hull before. The simple, perverse joys of Patch League
I've never killed a pipit. 