A couple of days ago Rowan and I watched a cluster of goldcrests in one of the big yew trees by the road at Compton Verney. As usual at this time of year they were busy canoodling with each other and often hung and swung upsidedown as they pecked around the branches and the juicy red berries in search of winter morsels to eat . Their high pitched chattering told us they were about and yew trees are always one of the best places to see them, though I’ve never seen one yet in the village. They must, at least occasionally, visit the big yews in the churchyard. They only weigh around six grams (they are our smallest bird) but can lay up to twelve eggs – which weigh almost double the female’s body weight!