Once you’ve got a taste for it, you just can’t stop at one. Not what I want to see outside my window first thing in the morning. Maybe I should hang out a bird feeder.
[...] something in the air around my neighbourhood: if it’s not the grand guignol of the bird-on-bird violence on one side of the bunker, it’s the dodgy pub on the other side. This is the place where [...]
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David, 15 August 2006:
Wow, I thought you were kidding. Ravens in the UK seem to have a different diet than the ones here in the colonies.
Ben.H, 15 August 2006:
Everything on this blog is 100% true. Have I ever lied to you?
David, 15 August 2006:
Never! Well, not often. I have to check my notes…
Boring Like A Drill. A Blog. » Ah fooked dis place afore yew!, 9 January 2010:
[...] something in the air around my neighbourhood: if it’s not the grand guignol of the bird-on-bird violence on one side of the bunker, it’s the dodgy pub on the other side. This is the place where [...]
Boring Like A Drill. A Blog. » Later, the pelican explained that it got the idea from reading my blog, 9 January 2010:
[...] 25 October 2006 First it was the ravens, now it’s come to this. And always the pigeons pay. Families and tourists in a London park [...]