Last night I was having drinks with my friend Ange. Ange doesn't read this blog very often and so I had fresh ears for my baby bird story.
Ange loves all animals and so was making appropriate squealing and sypathetic cooing noises. And then I revealed the clincher that I have not yet revealed even here.
"It was a dead baby bird..... with no eyes"
When Ange pulled herself together and stopped wringing her hands she said, "It could have been worse."
"Imagine it was a live baby bird.... with no eyes."
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- Hmm where to start? Born in Ireland, the countries I have lived in(i.e. been obliged to pay tax in) are Ireland, The US, Scotland, Hong Kong, Australia and New Zealand (where I currently live). I love to travel and have massive debts to prove it. I work for a publishing company but am going to follow the lead of some other blogs and not talk too much about my place of work as that is the kind of thing that could get you into financial and legel difficulties. Plus I like to save that kind of indescretion for office parties. I have the two best cats in the world. Puck is four and thinks that he is an orang utan. He lives in the bush near our house and is a solitary creature. Pinot is one and is certain that she is a springer spaniel puppy. she likes to fetch, greet people as they arrive and see people off the property and she makes noises that are in no way proportionate to her slight frame.
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