Dave has seemingly moved on. Apologies to the regulars who have been hungry this week. Normal service will be resumed shortly.
This week we have welcomed into our midst a fine example of British history, sadly not Mr Cameron, but a racing pigeon named Dave*. I'm presuming he's a racing pigeon because he has lots of brightly coloured bling and, well, looks like a pigeon. Yesterday the bird feeder came crashing down off the window, presumably because Dave, being not that used to fending for himself, thought he was a Sparrow but then reaslised he was actually quite heavy. This resulted in seed being deposited all over the back yard, which he proceeded to hoover up. A result for Dave.
I'm not sure where his fate lies. If you have any helpful advice on pigeon husbandry or know of any avian social workers pray do tell.
*Not necessarily his/her real name.