Just then the Mammy and Daddy bird (remember these are the beloveds words) appeared and started to feed said Little Chick. I asked where these birds were as all I could see in the garden were a few Starlings and she pointed to this:
The moral of the above story is (No Idea but if you can think of one let me know) ?????????????????
p.s. When I got home tonight Carole once again regaled me of the days doings which I wont bore you with except to say that there was now 3 "Little Chicks" all standing in a line whilst the parents fed them and that they were now walking inbetween Caroles feet whilst waiting for the next next delivery from Meals on