Very small and never keeps still. This little bird is mistaken for the very rare Fire Crest.
I was lucky one year. I was in the garden carving when I heard a sound. The call of a Goldcrest could be heard but it sounded more like a family of them.
I looked around and in a small shrub I could see a juvenile Goldcrest messing about. Just above I noticed another one and then two more.
What a sight – all in all there were about eight little juvenile Gold Crest.
Quickly Ruth got my camera and I found four sitting all together on a branch in a pine tree.
This image is the only one I have of more than one young chick. It appeared in the Craven Herold Newspaper in 2015.