March 21, 2006

Cock up

Driving to work this morning, a fat bird with a long bill flew overhead as we sped down the A1. Me, being half asleep offered ''Snipe?'' to which Miss Fuller replied ''Snipe? My arse, you big monkeyhead, it was a Woodcock.''

Flushed with pride at my hopeless hangover-induced misidentification I went for a bracing stroll on Biggleswade Common with a colleague. Not much apart from a displaying Sparrowhawk, a Common Buzzard, 112ish Fieldfares and a nicely singing Yellowhammer- well, thats what I called them as.


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