Monday 14th November (Dull, Dirty Day ending with a Duck)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey November sky hoping to see a bird fly across the sky, down the road or fly aimlessly. With only a few leaves on the trees there was plenty of light patches to silhouette any lurking bird. It must be said that the was bird less.

Now today Mr. Kite was working on The Residence in the dull darkness of a chimney-breast. So that is the closest Mr. Kite was to a bird today; a chimney-breast. Never mind there is always tomorrow. However late in the afternoon, just before dusk, Mr. Kite watched five starlings fly around for about thirty seconds. He watched to see if a pattern would emerge; or a shape. But all that could be said it was five starling flying around.

However later in the evening Mr. Kite did see a mallard. This was not any old mallard but one drawn by John James Audubon. Now that is what I call a mallard. Cheers from Mr. Kite who is enjoying a Tetley tea.