Cant remember if it was last week or the week before. I looked at the nest as I passed the tree, and saw the little guy looking over the edge. I thought to myself, 'he will be gone soon'. An hour later I had to go past again, and knew something was up as his parents were calling urgently from different trees. Then I saw the chick sitting on the grass a few metres away from the nest tree. Well, I could have left him there, he would have been alright Im sure, but I couldnt resist just picking him up and placing him on a branch. He was so very warm and soft. I took his picture on the way to the tree. Since then Ive seen him in the grevilles, with one or both parents teaching him the ropes.