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well short legs or not I have fallen off me perch the wind blew so hard and the rain fell so fast that me little feathers became a bit flustered and it happened .. all to be revealed at a later date

It has been a difficult day I fell off me perch as I had a shock anyway I picked myself up and preened my feathers and made myself comfortable as I have a tale or two to tell .........

Me feathers are all polished clean and it took all morning after that I needed a seed or two to refresh myself before out I flew a spying, as I set out I landed myself in a right thermal which blew me a bit off course, eventually I met my mates on the bridge Mr and Mrs Gullshit for a cup of char and the things they told me - well bright red in the beak I went I was all a blushing and all this a happening on the island or thereabouts!!! and on that note I must fly me master is awaiting and I promised Mr and Mrs Gullshit I would not tell - well not for a day or two!!

well hello there me master is a snoring and I thankyou for the comments on me blog - I cannot take a glass of wine as it affects the old bowels but a wee dram or two appeals. I was happy to hear Sammy seal is alive and well so I took a quick fly over to yon loch and there was Sammy a sunning himself on this fine spring day. Sammy couldn't wait to tell me about a posting on Sunday a strange affair I can say, I must be asking Mr and Mrs Gullshit to contact me pal Charlie pigeon for news further afield. While chewing over the events from waters afar a russling noise we aheard by yon skip well Sammy seal hid his face and it was too much for me feathers to cope with me wings locked up and .................