I dashed inside, swapped macro for telephoto, and stood in the middle of the garden. Then I started whooping, quite loudly it must be said. Apologies to the neighbours. They needed to be up anyway so they could go work and support the economic recovery.
The Turaco came straight in, and I mean straight in. I couldn't help but smile as it perched on my fence, about ten feet away, and chuckled back at me. What a brilliant bird! I stepped back so I could focus, and snapped a couple of shots off. These are uncropped, and handheld at 1/160th. A minor miracle.
PS Many thanks to those of you who so selflessly volunteered to assist me on the school run. Your reward is in heaven. Or possibly behind a nondescript front door in Wanstead.