Saturday 24th December (A Christmas Carol)

Mr. Kite looked out of the bedroom window of The London Residence into a dark morning where a gentle breeze blew a small bare bush. The surrounding building were stark and Mr. Kite looked for bird life. Natural flyers were still roosting or difficult to spot in thepre-dawn sky. But man made flyers screamed overhead with lights flashing as they climbed and banked over London on a journey from Heathrow. Today Mr. Kite had a plan.

At ten in the morning Mr. Kite set out to walk 'The Christmas Carol' walked based on the novel by Charles Dickens. Near The London Residence eight magpies squabbled in a plane trees amongst the baubles. Christmas cheer was not on their mind; only what the pairs will be in spring.

On the edge of Regents Parks Mr. Kite cam across a truly decorated plane tree. Not only had this tree 'fruit baubles about the size of golfballs' but had hundred of feral pigeons pretending to be baubles. This was the most Christmas tree in London and much better than a partridge in a pear tree.

Walking along Maryleborne Mr. Kite heard a robin singing; so he topped to listen and it was just by the statue of JFK. Looking into the tree just right of the statue Mr. Kite spotted the robin with a blue tit feeding nearby. After watching these Mr. Kite turned around to see the silhouette of an owl on a building over the road. Now this was not an ordinary owl but an artificial one.

To cut a long story Mr. Kite sat by a starling on London Bridge before strolling back through the streets of London with his London list on ten. But the baubling feral pigeons were the stars of the day. Mr. Kite then had a few tipples of Fullers London Pride in a pub. Cheers and a Happy Christmas to all those London birds.