....I found one & rang and the bloke came out to collect it so obviously they do want them back.
It had raced all the way from Blyth to Ashington - slightly less than I'd cycled to pick it up.....so you didn't see him wring its neck the minute he got outside? I hope you're happy to have stitched that poor pigeon up? It was just having a break from an arduous life racing around Britain.
Two litre bottle, with a piece cut out of the side. Part fill with cheap booze, into which you have placed a thick slice of bread, soaking.
They'll come for the bread, but return for the taste. Results can be seen within the day. You'll be able to walk upto it and just pick it up.
Which is why it's placed out off reach!Baiting a trap with alcohol in Glasgow is likely to catch something rather larger than pigeons.
Which is why it's placed out off reach!
If it's that bad, I'm willing to donate some homebrew. Last time it was moved, any distance, the demijohn exploded. Glaswegian trying to make of with it then. That was December 1985.No amount of obstacle can deter a Glaswegian from alcohol
If it's that bad, I'm willing to donate some homebrew. Last time it was moved, any distance, the demijohn exploded. Glaswegian trying to make of with it then. That was December 1985.
I lost a demijohn!
You've got close enough to be certain it's male!Today's heavy rain made it difficult for bird spotting, they've been hiding.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a sunny day, must take a picture of ... Icaro!
Icarus in Italian![]()
You've got close enough to be certain it's male!
Giving it a male name.