Sick As A Parrot

This is Percy, one of our neighbourhood parakeets. He’s far from sick, in fact he’s in rude health, preparing to overwinter in sunny Broadstairs. His shrieking call will replace the herring gulls’ squeals until the New Year. It’s me that’s sick as a parrot, having taken a turn for the worst in New York. I don’t […]

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Welcoming Back the Birds

Over the summer, we removed most of our bird feeders for cleaning and to reduce the amount of spilled seed on the terrace.  I know we should probably keep food out year-round, but our neighbours do a very good job of that.  Now bleached and hanging on the bare branches of the fig tree, the […]

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Pilfering Parakeets

No, I have not been gallivanting around the world again.  This “glamorous oriental stranger”, to employ a description used by the great David Attenborough, is a rose-ringed parakeet and is now a regular visitor to our bird feeders in Broadstairs. Few things give me greater pleasure than sitting in the warmth of our dining room, […]

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