My Grandad was known as Robin and during my time in the UK following his death, a small English robin would visit in the garden. Sometimes it would be perched on a bamboo frame, or the trellis with a mouth full of food for her nest. Other times the robin would come up to the patio doors to peek inside.
This post is a video of the robin, in loving memory of Grandaddyio who is sadly missed, but never forgotten.
Video is shot by my uncle: