15 April 2010

non-bird nesting

Today I had the willies.  Ever since I uncovered a man in the compost bins who awoke fisticuffs a-whirling I am wary of concealed pugilists, so on unlocking the garden and coming upon this carefully constructed nest I hurried for a long cane. I know from experience that arms length may not always be long enough.  Happily a few wary prods showed that the bird had flown and I could unpin the orange box splinter fixings, clear away the rubbish, mourn the crushed and broken plants and mutter "bloody nuisance!".  I don't think Ray Mears would have been overly impressed - Im sure like me he would prefer they just slept on a bench!

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