The two common sparrows appeared to be inseparable. Though they were about the same size as each other, one had slightly fluffier feathers. I watched their interaction for a bit. The neat one picked at bits on the pavement (probably crumbs, or maybe leftovers from a candy floss stall from the night before). The other sparrow looked on. The moment the neat one turned towards the other, its mouth opened wide and the beaked cornucopia entered. This feeding process occurred several times and when it was deemed that enough was eaten, both birds flew up to a ledge on a nearby building.
This was obviously mum with her fledgling, possibly a late and second hatching of baby birds. We have heard much about there being a dearth of sparrows. I have seen plenty of hedge sparrows in my garden and other varieties of small birds. In the town precinct, here was the proof that more sparrow life was developing. I think there is time for the young birds to strengthen up for the Winter, and if it is not a long harsh one like the last one, perhaps they will survive in number.