I’ve been sitting peacefully in the garden sipping a cup of tea and watching ten Rainbow Lorikeets devouring the remains of my apple crop, idly thinking “one of those birds sounds a bit odd”. Then out from the foliage emerged the petite frame of a Purple-crowned Lorikeet, neat little purple crown forward, with the contrasting blue-grey throat and breast. It nibbled delicately at a Granny Smith for a little while. I rushed for the camera and they promptly dispersed, but returned a few minutes later and I fluked a lovely shot which the camera is currently refusing to disgorge. So Belconnonites with fruit trees, keep an eye out. There were two P-cs with the Rainbows. b
