I had a kingfisher fall down my chimney in the woodstove. It was cleaned out for summer so not much ash, but enough for me to not want a bird flapping around my lounge.

We put a black garbage bag over the door of stove and my son stuck his arm in and nudged it to the bag. Put the somewhat dusty and stunned bird on the front porch and went inside to get a bowl of water to give it a rinse, but when we returned it was gone. But we were only half a mile up the road from a lake so I guess not too unusual.

Last spring I saw a little muntjac fawn running up Springfield Road near the prison and town centre in Chelmsford, Essex, UK.

That was a stunner.