Avian despots

There is a small tower of musty gardening books in the living room of Watson mansions right now. Amongst the hundreds of pages and thousands of sentences, not one reference will you find to wood pigeons eating lettuce. Yet that is what the scoundrels in my back yard have done over the last five days.

If I wasn’t so keen on ASBOs, I’d buy my son a catapult for his birthday :-)


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