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  • #31
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    So the other day, I heard a strange noise at the front door. When I checked, a f*cking flamingo had somehow gotten its head stuck through the letterbox! It was flapping around, feathers everywhere.

    I tried to gently wiggle it free, but no luck. Realising I needed help, I called the fire brigade. Trying to explain the situation over the phone was a a bit challenging as the operator was skeptical but sent a crew anyway.

    When the firefighters arrived, they were p*ssing themselves. It took some careful maneuvering, but they managed to free the bird. It looked a bit ruffled but otherwise fine. We all shared a good laugh as the flamingo strutted around Penarth Road, acting like nothing had happened.

    I decided to name him TwatBeak He stuck around for a while with the Geese and Swans by Taff Embankment, probably enjoying the attention (Pink was at the Principality at the time). In the end, he made a full recovery. Birds eh?!

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    • #32
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      Earlier this year we found a young wood pigeon walking around our lawn unable to fly. We fed and tended to it as best we could until one day it was able to rejoin the nest.

      Last week, my daughter visited in her car and I parked under a tree across the drive. I am pretty sure the fully formed pigeon was one of a squadron that spent the night doing a better carpet bombing run than Harris did in Dresden.

      No gratitude. If you want reciprication get a dog!

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      • #33
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        Originally posted by Citizen's Nephew View Post
        So the other day, I heard a strange noise at the front door. When I checked, a f*cking flamingo had somehow gotten its head stuck through the letterbox! It was flapping around, feathers everywhere.

        I tried to gently wiggle it free, but no luck. Realising I needed help, I called the fire brigade. Trying to explain the situation over the phone was a a bit challenging as the operator was skeptical but sent a crew anyway.

        When the firefighters arrived, they were p*ssing themselves. It took some careful maneuvering, but they managed to free the bird. It looked a bit ruffled but otherwise fine. We all shared a good laugh as the flamingo strutted around Penarth Road, acting like nothing had happened.

        I decided to name him TwatBeak He stuck around for a while with the Geese and Swans by Taff Embankment, probably enjoying the attention (Pink was at the Principality at the time). In the end, he made a full recovery. Birds eh?!
        I know that story isn't true, it's so fanciful and misleading. Everyone knows that Flamingo birds never socialise with other breeds. Such a give away....

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        • #34
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          Originally posted by The Lone Gunman View Post
          Tuerto's halo might slip a little here, but a fortnight before his sparrows drama began, a young magpie somehow managed to get itself stuck down my chimney and trapped behind the gas fire in my living room. I had to pay for a mate who's a gas engineer to come out, disconnect the gas and remove the fire while I attempted to rescue the bird.

          After approximately 20 hours in my chimney, the magpie was released and has thankfully made a full recovery. I see him most days with his parents outside the flat and he looks in good health. I've named him Sooty and told him to stay off my roof.

          I was telling Tuerto about the magpie situation while it was happening. He was laughing like a drain...
          You had to throw cold water on my image.........

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          • #35
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            Fair play, good effort

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            • #36
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              Originally posted by 2b2bdoo View Post
              Fair play, good effort
              Agreed. Nice effort!

              I don't think my bird story ended well. I saw a flash of colour down the allotment and realised that a woodpecker had become trapped in some netting near my strawberries. It was really tangled up and the more I tried to cut around it the more stressed and tangled it was getting. It's wings were tied up, so I had to get really close to try and remove all the netting. I'd almost managed it when it suddenly dipped its head and I ended up cutting the tip off it's beak. It gave up the battle at that stage, so I gently rested it - still alive - in a spot and went off to think about what I should do next. When I came back it had gone, so I like to think it recovered fully and flew away. The reality is though that it was probably eaten by something.

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              • #37
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                Originally posted by Tuerto View Post
                I know that story isn't true, it's so fanciful and misleading. Everyone knows that Flamingo birds never socialise with other breeds. Such a give away....
                Rumbled by the Cardiff Bird Whisperer…fair play…

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                • #38
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                  Originally posted by Swiss Peter View Post
                  Agreed. Nice effort!

                  I don't think my bird story ended well. I saw a flash of colour down the allotment and realised that a woodpecker had become trapped in some netting near my strawberries. It was really tangled up and the more I tried to cut around it the more stressed and tangled it was getting. It's wings were tied up, so I had to get really close to try and remove all the netting. I'd almost managed it when it suddenly dipped its head and I ended up cutting the tip off it's beak. It gave up the battle at that stage, so I gently rested it - still alive - in a spot and went off to think about what I should do next. When I came back it had gone, so I like to think it recovered fully and flew away. The reality is though that it was probably eaten by something.
                  Birds recover really quickly, one minute they're dead, the next they're up and at it. Poor woodpecker though, with a damaged beak, suppose he'd have to find a new past time..

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                  • #39
                    Re: A Laugh At My Expense...

                    This is a top thread!

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                    • #40
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                      Originally posted by Tuerto View Post
                      Birds recover really quickly, one minute they're dead, the next they're up and at it. Poor woodpecker though, with a damaged beak, suppose he'd have to find a new past time..
                      Yeah, it's probably the worst thing I could have done to it. I'm sure you're right though. Whilst not pecking with quite the same effect as before, it is probably still living a happy life.

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                      • #41
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                        Originally posted by Citizen's Nephew View Post
                        Rumbled by the Cardiff Bird Whisperer…fair play…
                        Casper please, Billy Casper..... I caught a Cockerill in westgate st when i was a kid. France were playing Wales and the french had brought it over with them. I put it inside my jacket with his head popping out of the top. Got him on the bus (no charge) and he was making an almighty racket, so much so that the driver came upstairs and shouted "Has someone got a f ucking chicken on the bus" tuff like this wa pretty standard on the 57 bus back to Llanedeyrn. Nobody on the bus grassed me up although my mother went potty when i brought it home.

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                        • #42
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                          Originally posted by Swiss Peter View Post
                          Yeah, it's probably the worst thing I could have done to it. I'm sure you're right though. Whilst not pecking with quite the same effect as before, it is probably still living a happy life.
                          No doubt Pete If it was eaten then a bigger bird would go for it, like a crow or sparrowhawk, and they'd have eaten it on site.

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                          • #43
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                            Originally posted by Tuerto View Post
                            No doubt Pete If it was eaten then a bigger bird would go for it, like a crow or sparrowhawk, and they'd have eaten it on site.
                            Not a take away, then?

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                            • #44
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                              Originally posted by Tuerto View Post
                              No doubt Pete If it was eaten then a bigger bird would go for it, like a crow or sparrowhawk, and they'd have eaten it on site.
                              That reminds me of something else. We've had tits nesting in our garden. A couple of years ago I happened to be around when the baby birds were starting to emerge from the nest. Some flew off with not a care in the world, whilst one or two just fell out and seemed unsure what to do. One landed on our lawn. A bloody great thrush dived in and landed right behind it. My instinct was to chase it off, which I did. My wife said "why did you do that, it might have wanted to teach it to fly"

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                              • #45
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                                Originally posted by Swiss Peter View Post
                                That reminds me of something else. We've had tits nesting in our garden. A couple of years ago I happened to be around when the baby birds were starting to emerge from the nest. Some flew off with not a care in the world, whilst one or two just fell out and seemed unsure what to do. One landed on our lawn. A bloody great thrush dived in and landed right behind it. My instinct was to chase it off, which I did. My wife said "why did you do that, it might have wanted to teach it to fly"

                                Today a Magpie took a collard doves chick from the nest and ate it.
                                Gutted.

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