A nest in the postbox

Like most folk in the country around here, we have a postbox at the top of the drive. It’s a rather ramshackle thing and the lid has started to stay open an inch or so because the hinges need oiling and I’m an Idle Hector. Dropped in at lunchtime today to eat my piece and checked for post – just the one envelope, but the bottom of the postbo is now lined with moss and a nice little bowl-shape is emerging in the middle. Methinks we have robins! Right – I’m off to make up a notice for the postie (and anyone else) to leave the box alone for the moment, at least until we determine the facts.
I’ll keep you posted!