Bluetit Diary    Jun 2003 (16)

Shortly after, Dad came in with some food and the spell was broken.  Who knows, left alone for another few minutes, the fourth chick might have gone too.  In fact, no more chicks flew today.  The fourth chick thought about leaving several more times during the day but could never quite bring himself to take the plunge.

The chicks left in the nest box were fed quite regularly during the day, mostly by Fred but sometimes by Fantail.  Presumably she had her hands (claws/beak?) full, being pestered by the three chicks that had fledged.