Beady eyes

This morning was anther ripper of a frost. The birds sugar water was a ice slushy, the birds were hanging out for a feed and this starling was straining at the bit but had to wait for a magpie to take its fill. Then the starlings mobbed the feeder ( no manners ). Then the throngs of finches, sparrows and waxeyes came up the rear. So that's the pecking order, biggest first smallest last.