Two amorous birds will insist on having it away on the arm of our satellite dish. We would hiss and boo each time we passed underneath but nothing would cool their ardour. Eventually I had a bright idea. Supatrike took me down to the village shop where I asked for a packet of balloons - there was much laughter when I explained what they were for.
The balloons were attached to three bamboo sticks tied together and bingo no more billing and cooing. However I fear the two love birds might think this is a sign for a pigeon party tonight!
Happy Heavenly Birthday, Dad
2 hours ago
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What a funny thing to have to do! Pigeons might learn to pop the balloons. Will be interesting to see if they do.
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