Friday, 22 April 2011


This is the best chocolate in the world.(Another birthday present.)

Birds are singing noisily, building their nests. All lovely.

 Except when they decide to build their nest across my chimney pot.

A rain of twigs came down and as I watched Neighbours (yes, sad isn't it) there was a scuttle and a big bird tail ducked in and out of my fireplace.
I screamed and ran but saw a big wood pigeon fly out of the fireplace into my sitting room in a great cloud of soot. Shades of Hitchcock's film 'The Birds'... As I whimpered in the garden a kind male neighbour persuaded it into the garden and the bird flew off unharmed.

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