This beautiful hobby ( who is showing his displeasure and confusion at my proximity by his upturned head ) arrived at Walsham tucked under the arm of one of my kind dog walkers who had found him sitting on the grass. It’s relatively unusual to see them at all but whenever you do they are usually in flight and have no intention of stopping to get close. Because of his injured state however I was able to get a very priviledged view. He repaid our rescue attempts by trying to take a chunk out of my thumb but that is entirely forgivable.
He hadn’t perked up after a couple of hours in a peaceful box and wouldn’t eat so I took him to our local ( fabulous ) wildlife hospital. He still can’t fly, despite no broken bones, so he’ll get a few more days rest and with any luck he’ll be back home soon to be released near where he was found.