Watering the garden this evening we found a pigeon corpse nestling in the courgette plants…headless!
Following years of extensive study reading the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle I have deduced that it was nailed by one of the family of peregrine falcons that wwe are fortunate enough to have live behind the house, and it managed to drop it’s quarry on the way home over our garden.
Not that big a deal, but the bird wasnt a local you see. It had a ring on its leg which, having snipped it’s foot off, I now have on my desk. Does anyone know if there’s a website to let some poor fancier know his Speckled Jim has bought it?