Yes!
Well...last night, I had to man-handle the daft birds into the Eglu but they were pretty happy with that after sitting dumbly in the closest corner to the light eminating from the house. Allegedly as dusk comes they're meant to naturally pop themselves into the Eglue, but as a suggestion I put a torch in there to help them on their way.....but NO!...they're just too thick.

So this morning at 6:30 I opened the door and believe it or not they understood to come out all on their very own.

They were clucking quite enthusiastically by 9am and by 10am I had a peek in at the roosting area and quess what!!!!!!!!! All that clucking was from the hard work of extricating eggs!

We got 5 this morning... but they didn't last long as we had a friend round and by 11:30 they were being globbled down by us in the form of fried egg butties!

They were absolutely yummy and didn't taste a bit like little chicklets!!!

I suppose what I can't believe is exactly how clean they were for me to pick them out!