We found this little fellow -- a baby blue-tit -- on our front doorstep when we came home from work this evening.
He fluttered around there for a while (actual flying still seems beyond his abilities) before hiding in some ivy in our back garden.
While we ate our own dinner, we watched him (we've rather spontaneously named him Ferdinand) be fed by his parents.
Shortly afterwards, we noted two other baby birds on a branch in another part of the garden. We think they're redstarts, but they might be finches.
It's all gotten very lively in the garden all of a sudden.
We're just hoping that they survive the neighbourhood cats.
[UPDATE]: They are redstarts. The Wife just saw the parents feeding them what seemed to be grubs. Yum!