A couple of weeks ago I noticed that every time I went into the glasshouse there was I little robin in there. Each time I opened the door and allowed him to flutter out. Finally I decided I'd have to repair the pane of glass that had slipped in the roof over the winter. When I went to move a hanging basket that was hanging in the way, the robin fluttered out of it.
I use this hanging basket to store plant labels and garden netting and other sundries. When I had a closer look I realised that the robin had built a nest in the middle of the basket under an upturned pot.
It is a very clever place to nest. Nice and warm no wind or drafts and no cats can access it.
Since I found the nest I've been keeping a close eye, without disturbing it. This week I noticed the robin very busy going to and fro with grubs. When she was out foraging I had a peep, and saw a nest full of little chics all with open beaks waiting for their next meal.