It's not often mentioned, but there are several perches (with cuttlefish bones) at "the watching place" at
Piddler's Green, as not all our distaff family members are furred, some are feathered. One such feathered friend, Mr. Peeps, has passed from this vale of tears, leaving Scott Doyle bereft of a little bit of joy while he waits for his son to complete a tour in Afghanistan. Make no mistake - feathered folk are every bit as engaging as furry folk, once you know the code.
Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance
sing a spark to the Great Hunting Ground and Tennis Ball Chasing Facility at Piddler's Green. Where there are many fingers to perch on, and places to sing merry songs, people to chat with - and the MSM fishwrap is always fresh!
Read the complete post at http://www.thedonovan.com/archives/2011/08/an_empty_perch.html
Posted
Aug 28 2011, 06:40 AM
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