A big shock for the geese today when a microlite aircraft overflew the independent territory of The Chookery. The usual airborne warning systems having failed, PTC was unable to down the intruder with the preferred method of year-old goose eggs hurled into the pilot’s goggles. As a consequence, the four geese were completely confused by the appearance of a very large, slow-moving and buzzing bird over their haunts and took refuge in front of the garage, obviously assuming that they would blend inconspicuously against the faded blue-green paint job. The chooks, being more phlegmatic phowl, took no notice at all of the micro-overflite.
As previously advertised, the front hedge took a bit of a bashing today, although the total length now lopped is still just under one-third of the total available hedgerow. Lopping the hedge is the easy bit; the hard labour comes in carrying the loppings (some of considerable girth – no smirking in the back row, there) down to the bottom of the paddock and what must be about 100 metres distant. There is now a very impressive pile of lopped hedgerow in the bottom of the paddock which is attracting the attention of the robins to predate on all the poor little displaced beetles and other beasties.
Excuse me – just have to go and get the bread out of the oven.
Spoke to Eddie this afternoon, who told me he had lost two chooks of his own last night to some predator. Mine were all cooped-up and safe from anything that couldn’t lift the weighted chook-door. Tonight, most of them are cooped-up, but there are still two black chook-birds up in the tree; well, at least they can fly and escape if needs be.
There were more fresh deer droppings in the garden today, just a few metres in front of my bedroom window, so the cervine population is still treating the garden as some sort of public toilet.
The only other bird news of note is that a hen harrier flew down the river valley this afternoon; a female from the colouring, which is quite distinctive. Regular readers will recall PTC’s first sighting of a hen harrier on The Oa on Islay and the lesson has stuck.
P.S. Cracking result for the Irish at Lansdown Road this afternoon, even if they had the benefit of one or two refereeing decisions in their favour. Mind you, some of the England backs were looking very threatening; it would be a shame to see a decline of the standard of English rugby any further, so long as the celtic nations can continue to prevail over them. We do not, of course, mind who beats the French so long as someone does.