Thursday 30th June (The Last Day of the Month)


Mr. Kite looked out of the bedroom window to see the sun rising over The Wrekin. Some of the leaves on the trees were yellow and looked likely to drop off onto the road. One Wood Pigeon cooed.

Now Mr. Kite's garden resembled a jungle because he had not maintained it for three months. So todayMr. Kite mowed the lawn, trimmed the hedge and removed weeds from the vegetable patch. Overhead Swifts screamed, in the tree Blue Tits fed and Wood Pigeons sat on house roof's.

Today the birds were quiet. After a long day in the garden Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Leffe Brun. Cheers from Salop.