“Don’t write about anymore birds!” exclaimed the Mrs, my greatest and dearest critic. ” For someone who claims that he isn’t a birdwatcher you haven’t done bad. Since you’ve been on WordPress you’ve mentioned jackdaws, crows, sparrows, starlings, wrens, robins and magpies.”
“And sparrowhawks” I helped out.
“And sparrowhawks. That’s enough. Write about something else.”
I have learned to take on board the advice, especially if I want to get fed, of my own, old bird. (Furtive glance over my shoulder/ Listens for the sound of padlocks being fitted to the kitchen cupboard.)
So time for a break, but…one last thing…
…the Mother of all Coincidences:
jackdaws have started to nest in the cavity in the fascia boards beneath the gutter of my next door neighbour’s house. Making a right racket. No doubt city jackdaws too. Casting a pale eye to sleep deprived consternation.
I am constantly amazed at how this universe works. Can creation instigate a law of attraction?
I am thinking of re-naming my blog.
Winning Saturday Lottery Numbers.
Cue record views and followers.