Monday, 7 April 2008


The orchard in front of the Cottage is home to at least one family of pheasants and perhaps more. A cock pheasant roosts somewhere above the cottage and every morning he flies down from the roost and over the car and down into the paddock and orchard. That in itself is fine. However he also makes a din when he flies which is enough to waken the dead and certainly enough to waken me if I happen to be asleep. As it happens I'm usually awake anyway but this morning I was just coming to when he performed a matter of a few metres from my head (albeit there was a cottage wall in between). As I scraped myself off the ceiling I could cheerfully have strangled him.

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