It's true most of my birds are tiny, but, on the other hand, it makes it much easier to provide them spacious cages. I was pretty interested in getting an Alexandrine, but I had trouble locating the right one for me. I wanted second hand, but I didn't want to bring any known issues, like plucking, into the house. I get overly upset when animals are hurt. As it turned out, I found a second IRN before I found the right Alex, so that made the choice for me. I do still consider the IRN to be a pretty small bird.
Linnies, at least mine, are fascinating. I named them Lynnie (so creative, me) and Wally. I think of the GCC as being bigger than Linnies, thought I haven't cozied up to a GCC to know it. I think if you glued two English Budgies together and discarded most of the tails and one of the heads you might get something like the size of a Linnie. Maybe. They're careful and slow, unless they're scuttling out of the way to flee some scary new toy I insist on giving them. I've never lived with an Amazon, but I have persuaded myself they are in some regards like the Amazon. Maybe that's because the species is from Central America. They scrutinize everything. For personality they are cautious, and they look very sweet, but when they don't like something they actually make a noise like an angry snort. It is the FUNNIEST. They holler when their breakfast is late (so, every day, almost.......) They now eat pellets, but I don't think they consider them to really be food. Fresh foods are what they holler for. They put everything in their water. They are calm and one might mistake them for being quite tame. They aren't tame. They're just calm. And they are watching you. With incentive (millet spray) they will sit on the hand, or eat from the hand. For nail trimming they struggle with all their mini might, but don't tend to bite unless you hold them like that too long. I try not to. They have surprisingly big feet, and you know what they say - surprisingly big feet, surprisingly big poop! Actually, nobody says that, but both are true for Linnies.

They are rather the opposite of Ringnecks in many ways, though they DO love to eat. They fly like toy airplanes that unexpectedly run out of battery power in the air. I absolutely love my Linnies. Secretly, if I had to give up my birds, I would save the Linnies for last. (Don't tell the others!)
Budgies, what can I say? I also love them, and the activity, chatter, and moving colour they bring to the house. I never handle them, so even though I worked with all of them but one when they first came here, their comfort with me is never much. The exceptions are RiffRaff, who I trained to step up pretty well when she was a baby, and Janet, who came in with a really bad attitude and has relaxed over time. I don't know what happened to Janet before she came, but she was vicious to everybody. I never touched her, just gave her the support second hand animals seem to need to get themselves over their emotional issues. I got Janet to be a companion to RiffRaff when it turned out she was the only girl and I separated her from the boys (you know why!)..... It would have been easier to rehome little Riff, but she and her boyfriend Magenta are my favourite Budgies. They are currently in Rocky's old cage, a five foot flight with a divider in the middle. They are all named out of Rocky Horror since my IRN Rocky came in with that name.
Rocky and Sinbad (the IRNs) live together in the other flight, no divider, since this past Spring. I hope to increase their cage, as I consider it the minimum size to support life for them in there together. They both came in pretty untame, though Rocky has made enough progress to eat from the hand, step up, fly to me, push past my hand for food in a jar. He will, of course, follow a lure, and just recently has started showing gentleness for my fingers on the bars of the cage (he licks me now, half the time, instead of nibbling my fingers off the bars) and he let me touch his foot a couple of times, as limbs the cage wall. These last two are a big deal, as were all those preceding. He has gone from being a bird who only knows how to sit on a perch and climb the wall to being nearly fully competent in ways of parrot locomotion. He was 10 when I got him. Helping Rocky develop has been one of the great rewarding experiences in my life.
Sinbad is significantly less tame, though he has also made a lot of progress. When I got him I had to hide under a sheet just to be in the same room. Now he will sometimes snatch a treat from the hand and run. I'm no less proud of Sinbad. In truth, he earns his keep just by being here and providing companionship for Rocky, which is what I got him for. It worked out very well so far. If he never develops any further human relation skills that will be fine, but I do think he will accomplish more in time. He was 16 when I got him.
No run-down of the flock would be complete without Remendado. He is an absolutely elderly Canary, who was well mature and not totally healthy when I got him. But he was very placid and wonderful. He is the last of three Canaries and I daily expect to find him on the floor. He has not sung for several years, but he's bright, and he hops and eats and bathes almost as well as ever, though he doesn't seem to preen his tail any more. He totally surprised me this past week by eating soaked pellet mash. He seems to love it!
I think it's very interesting to see the choices of which birds people have brought into their homes and how they've chosen to accommodate those birds.