I turned my head to the sound on the window. There was Toe Pecker, perched on the back of the chair out on the deck and staring hard at me. I put my coffee down.
“Okay, Toe Pecker. Let me finish my coffee.”
It was hard to finish breakfast in peace whilst trying to ignore a magpie fledgling perched about 60 centimetres from my left shoulder with his beak almost on the glass. I’d sneak a peek at him from time to time.
I call him “him”, although it could be “her”. Courtesy of Google, I’ve learnt that magpies take about two years to develop the distinctive male or female plumage that we can recognise.