Hung it in the apple tree on Saturday and it rained solidly all Sunday, as it does. The robin was in it all afternoon eating dry seed under that little roof. My old bird table would have been porridge. Had to take a selfie to show my daughter.

Bob took this while I was hanging it, I'm smiling because a blue tit was already sat in the cherry tree waiting. It's smaller than I pictured, about the size of a cereal bowl under a brolly, which suits our garden. Lovely weathered finish.

Snapped through the kitchen window, so excuse the rain on the glass. The cottage one is on a bracket by the back door and the tits haven't left it alone. Rain runs straight off the roof. I rinse it under the outside tap every morning, takes seconds.

Not one for selfies but the wife insisted. Hung it from the pergola and the robin's taken it over, sees the others off. Well made, heavy enough that it doesn't spin about in the wind. You can tell a proper tradesman made it.

Mum is 88 and can't get down the garden now. We hung the cottage one outside her bedroom window and she gives us a full report every morning, robin first. She says it's better than the telly. Worth every penny.

Third-floor flat, just a balcony. Hooked the Umbrella over the railing bracket. Within a week I had blue tits, and a very fat wood pigeon who sits next to it plotting. It can't fit under the roof. Best £29 I've spent in Manchester.

Hung it in the apple tree on Saturday and it rained solidly all Sunday, as it does. The robin was in it all afternoon eating dry seed under that little roof. My old bird table would have been porridge. Had to take a selfie to show my daughter.

Bob took this while I was hanging it, I'm smiling because a blue tit was already sat in the cherry tree waiting. It's smaller than I pictured, about the size of a cereal bowl under a brolly, which suits our garden. Lovely weathered finish.

Snapped through the kitchen window, so excuse the rain on the glass. The cottage one is on a bracket by the back door and the tits haven't left it alone. Rain runs straight off the roof. I rinse it under the outside tap every morning, takes seconds.

Not one for selfies but the wife insisted. Hung it from the pergola and the robin's taken it over, sees the others off. Well made, heavy enough that it doesn't spin about in the wind. You can tell a proper tradesman made it.

Mum is 88 and can't get down the garden now. We hung the cottage one outside her bedroom window and she gives us a full report every morning, robin first. She says it's better than the telly. Worth every penny.

Third-floor flat, just a balcony. Hooked the Umbrella over the railing bracket. Within a week I had blue tits, and a very fat wood pigeon who sits next to it plotting. It can't fit under the roof. Best £29 I've spent in Manchester.

Hung it in the apple tree on Saturday and it rained solidly all Sunday, as it does. The robin was in it all afternoon eating dry seed under that little roof. My old bird table would have been porridge. Had to take a selfie to show my daughter.

Bob took this while I was hanging it, I'm smiling because a blue tit was already sat in the cherry tree waiting. It's smaller than I pictured, about the size of a cereal bowl under a brolly, which suits our garden. Lovely weathered finish.

Snapped through the kitchen window, so excuse the rain on the glass. The cottage one is on a bracket by the back door and the tits haven't left it alone. Rain runs straight off the roof. I rinse it under the outside tap every morning, takes seconds.

Not one for selfies but the wife insisted. Hung it from the pergola and the robin's taken it over, sees the others off. Well made, heavy enough that it doesn't spin about in the wind. You can tell a proper tradesman made it.

Mum is 88 and can't get down the garden now. We hung the cottage one outside her bedroom window and she gives us a full report every morning, robin first. She says it's better than the telly. Worth every penny.

Third-floor flat, just a balcony. Hooked the Umbrella over the railing bracket. Within a week I had blue tits, and a very fat wood pigeon who sits next to it plotting. It can't fit under the roof. Best £29 I've spent in Manchester.

Hung it in the apple tree on Saturday and it rained solidly all Sunday, as it does. The robin was in it all afternoon eating dry seed under that little roof. My old bird table would have been porridge. Had to take a selfie to show my daughter.

Bob took this while I was hanging it, I'm smiling because a blue tit was already sat in the cherry tree waiting. It's smaller than I pictured, about the size of a cereal bowl under a brolly, which suits our garden. Lovely weathered finish.

Snapped through the kitchen window, so excuse the rain on the glass. The cottage one is on a bracket by the back door and the tits haven't left it alone. Rain runs straight off the roof. I rinse it under the outside tap every morning, takes seconds.

Not one for selfies but the wife insisted. Hung it from the pergola and the robin's taken it over, sees the others off. Well made, heavy enough that it doesn't spin about in the wind. You can tell a proper tradesman made it.

Mum is 88 and can't get down the garden now. We hung the cottage one outside her bedroom window and she gives us a full report every morning, robin first. She says it's better than the telly. Worth every penny.

Third-floor flat, just a balcony. Hooked the Umbrella over the railing bracket. Within a week I had blue tits, and a very fat wood pigeon who sits next to it plotting. It can't fit under the roof. Best £29 I've spent in Manchester.