Sunday 20th November (A Nice November Day)


Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey cloudy nice November sky. Nothing stirred in the still air; not even a wood pigeon.

Later in the morning Mr. Kite went for a walk to the bottle bank. Now Sunday morning is a day for the black-headed gulls and carrion crows to eat discarded chips left in the road by the drunken revelers returning home after a night clubbing it. So Mr. Kite walked along the road looking for evidence of a chip forage for the hungry birds. Near the Chinese takeaway a lone black-headed gull was picking at a container with chips in it. However these chips had mayonnaise on them and the gull carefully avoided this tasty stuff. Now one of Mr. Kite's favourite foods is egg and cress sandwiches with mayonnaise. So to see a gull avoiding the mayo made Mr. Kite think what a shame; fancy missing out on that lovely stuff. So gulls and crows like chips with curry sauce but not mayo.

Mr. Kite did not do too much bird watching today but he did spend some time drinking and doing birdie things like a clue on the crossword. So here is the clue. One bird (rook oddly) flew into another (5 letters). Now Mr. Kite will not tell you the answer but it is the name of a bird made up with the odd letters of rook and starting and ending with another generic name of birds. So take the odd number letters out of rook; all two of them. Then think of a three letter word that describes a female bird, or a domestic fowl, or a road island red. Put these five letters together to form the name of a bird; there are grey ones, purple ones, night ones and squaccos.

After such a strenuous day Mr. Kite had a few tipples of Whitechapel Porter, Manns Brown Ale and a gallon of Becks. Cheers to a heron.