Saturday 5th March (Uncle Gus Goes Down the Frog and Toad)

Mr. Kite looked out the 'The Residence' window to see bare trees without any birds. That did not bother him; this is Hampstead near the centre of London.

Soon after Mr. Kite and His Lady walked down Canfield Gardens listening to the loud song of a Wren. This being a Hampstead Wren was very noisy and cocky; not Cockney. It's song was loud and it's tail was cocked up as it sauntered in a low bush from twig to twig. It was not afraid of people.

Mr. Kite and His Lady then went to the Science Museum where they looked at the exhibitions of flight. They examined rockets, aircraft engines and kites. Now whilst walking around the history of flight section Mr. Kite came across some comments made by a Bishop John Wilkins (1614-1672) who was a naturalist and philosopher. The Bishop studied Red Kite's flying and appears to have believed that it was possible for man to fly. As an atheist, bird-watcher and beer drinker Mr. Kite thought that this man of the cloth had the right idea and man would fly; no pun intended about Wilbur and Orville.

Mr. Kite had another good day in the Science Museum looking at flight. In the late afternoon Mr. Kite and His Lady arrived back at Hampstead to watch a Grey Heron fly over Waitrose supermarket. Mr. Kite thought to himself as the Grey Heron gracefully flew over the building 'what a contrast between today and 1944'. In that year three 'doodlebugs' had flown near to where the Heron was and crashed into buildings; destroying them. So Hampstead had seen wonderful flying objects and destructive ones. The gaps are now filled with modern housing.

On that sombre note Mr. Kite is enjoying a tipple of Badgers Blandford Fly: keeping to the flying theme. Cheers to the Chirpy Cockney Sparrer that has yet to be seen. And cheers to anyone who reads the blog. Keep flying and Mr. Kite will treat you to a Giggle and Titter (Bottle of Bitter).