The
herring gull chick on our next door neighbours’ roof is getting restless.
Hearing
the peevish whistling, I took a peek through the skylight in our garret.
No
sign of the baby, parent gull snoozing in the shade of the chimney.
Spots me. “What?!”
I
went down to the garden to see if I could spot the little one from there.
Yes!
Living dangerously on the ridge tiles!
But
seeing me with a suspicious machine aiming shots at her kiddie, Mama (or is it
Papa?) was right there. “What? What do you want?”
“Fie
on you paparazzi with your insolent intrusions!!”
2 comments:
Darn. Daisy said "LOL!" and I went to publish it but the mouse slipped and I rejected it by mistake. Anyway that's what she said. Hi Daisy and thanks for stopping by. Please don't feel rejected, trashed and dismissed as a person because my mouse bit your comment off. xxx
:D
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