So, who wants to help ... to frivol in the cellar? (Part 2)

If it’s a very small tree, I’m surprised the jay connected with it. My observations of jays suggest that their preferred landing technique is to crash into a tree and then grab something on the way down. But yay! fer jay anyway.

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It’s about 3m tall, but I was very surprised too, as was the tree, I suspect. The branch - more of a twig - it landed on bent quite alarmingly and the jay flew off again very quickly.

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[pourity] [pourity] [pourity]
[barrelity]

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We had a Jay that monopolised the bird-table in our Bristol garden and drove off all the small songbirds because they were rightly afraid of it. Jays are very pretty, but they are not particularly nice people.

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I’ve a feeling this one was a very temporary visitor but in any case I’d rather feed a jay than the pigeons and squirrels that are all we’ve managed so far.

We had a pair of blackbirds feeding on fruit from our bushes last year but it’s the pigeons that see everything else off so far. I do dislike pigeons.

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Pigeons make such a totally gawmless noise. That applies to woodpigeons equally with doves, though the gawmless noise is different in each case: only one sort says coo coo coo caroo coo cuck so that you have a vain hope someone has strangled it until it starts again… This is usually at dawn…

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Life may be too short to stuff a mushroom, but…

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Wanna mushroom skull!

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Put that knife DOWN, Twellsy!

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‘Shot at dawn’ is A Thing, ‘strangled at dawn’ not so much.

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Whoever did those had a very small Paris cutter. Wanna tiny Paris cutter!

No, no particular reason

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Shooting a pigeon/ strangling a pigeon. Either sounds good but I have a feeling strangling would be more satisfying, somehow.

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And you wouldn’t have to get shot out of your teeth when you ate the resultant stew.

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What about scragging a pigeon?

Needed when the silly things flap up with pheasants…

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“Pounced on and disassembled by a mog at dawn”?

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OK.

I am officially sulking.

It is now more than two days since I broke out of my ugly old chrysalis and emerged as a beautiful purple butterfly.

And nobody has noticed.

I’ll be hiding in the corner.

With gin.

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I noticed. I just thought it was rude to make personal remarks!

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Well…

fair enough, I suppose.

Still, I’m rather pleased with my new self. I’m a noble hairstreak, I think.

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Would Gin aid the sulking process? I too noticed, honest. And a fine butterfly it is; but I also liked your previous incarnation.
[worrity] Is my shell drab? Does my foot look big in this?

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Norrenuff grey fevvers. But the fangs are well hidden.

[ginnity]

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