My own private springwatch moment!

Up early this morning to attend to the moth trap which took ages because the catch was so good. Just before five I saw two wrens, one with a moth in its beak... Before I could say 'shame', two layers of beaks poked out from the open fronted nest box by the old sheep pen, then one shot out and the rest exploded out of the box. I think there were seven. Their first flight took them about three feet (a metre) across the steps.

All so quick and in minutes, the adults had herded them away into the dense hedge alongside.

Split loyalties between the moths and wrens...