Monday, 10 May 2010
so sunday was international dawn chorus day and there was me throwing off of the duvet at what used to be just getting home time but in these old lady days is nearly time to get up anyway dressing gown swaddled and hanging out of the fourth floor window to freezing chilliness all ready to be dazzled and there's not nuffink. not a chirp or tweet or coo or caw or cackle or twitter not nuffink. not even the crows and pigeons and magpies and seagulls which are all that passes for nature round my way. not a sausage. i bet they were all hiding behind liberty's trying not to giggle. the bloody rotters.
kings of convenience - singing softly to me (live in a room version)
illustration from from the lovely charlie harper's birds and words