I have a weak spot for the dull coloured dunnock. And although scientists have found out they don’t exactly lead dull lives and are the bird-equivalent of a soap opera, they look cute and endearing to me. Every spring it is the first bird that I hear to announce spring, before the blackbird even. His lengthy song is a little bit premature when it’s still cold. I drew a pair of them sitting cosily and romantically between the cornflowers.