Today a baby robin came to visit. He (or she?) still had baby feathers and was probably not old enough to leave mummy yet.
First he flapped about on the patio umbrella, then the garage roof. And then he tried to land on my head. He didn't have full use of one of his legs, and was limping quite badly. He managed to perch on a patio chair and allowed me to stretch out my hand to within 1/2" of him, made some cheeping noises, and opened his beak asking for food.
Unfortunately I didn't have any worms close at hand. Silly of me, I know. I'll make sure I'm better prepared next time he comes to visit.