Friday, 19 June 2009

Pigeon Post

As you know, I like to post incisive, witty, original thoughts on current affairs, politics, international crises, dangerous behaviour by rogue nations and such like ... Hence my absence from these pages recently, frankly that stuff's all been so humdrum and predictable that I find it hard to stir my interest beyond the sell-by dates at my local Londis (which, incidentally, seem to operate on some kind of inverse principle - start from today and work back).

But at last, the pigeon mating season has arrived! The activity levels are intense enough that I fear for the integrity of my copper beech tree and the roofs of some of my outbuildings - and that's just the male rivalries and the foreplay; it's worse than Reading Broad Street at 2 a.m. Saturday morning. Who would imagine that these dumb, bumbling, uncoordinated slow-witted creatures could behave like that? And the pigeons are no better ...

Ah, some Breaking News: The gggggggggggggggg is a pigeon ggggggggg

6 comments :

  1. That was YOU in Reading Broad Street?

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  2. You mean the guy crossing over from M&S to John Lewis clutching a carrier bag containing a sandwich, a lasagne and some socks, about 11.30 am last Thursday? Yeah, that was me.

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  3. I think a little more explanation is required from you on that last comment or your brother and I will have to speak about what we do with you!

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  4. Well, the sandwich was for my lunch, the lasagne for my dinner, and the socks were for, well, I'd rather not say...
    Perhaps you missed the two little letters 'am' in there?

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  5. So, not only do you have my missing radio but it appears you have the other halves of all my socks. This madness has to stop.

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