I also become burdened with old books and small car parts.
Book i read
Brother [asd] of author [nt] would find and stare at things throuh bits of tinted plastic and glass, After his death, she found, in his stuff, these bits.
Looking at, and through, them, she discovered that she could see things better.
Tell me about Pippi and the 'thingfinders'.
Please
Thank you
No, but Pippi Longstocking was a wicked book.
Perhaps in a past life we were all bower birds. :skeub: :jump: :tonbreu: :sick: :yukspit: :spit: :happyjump:
Actually, no. Magpies are a species of crow.
Bowerbirds are these really wikkid little birds that live in the forests of Northern Australia. The males build these nests on the ground that look like bowers. And they collect coloured objects and arrange them in these really cool patterns in their nests (almost like abstract artists). They will group them according to colour, or shape, or size. And the best artists are the ones who get the females.
Like, for instance, there's a bower bird called the satin bower bird that collects only blue things. They've been found with blue berries, stones, even clothes pegs on their nests.
(Magpies are just evil bastards and hoons.)
I used to live in Wagga Wagga and that's aboriginal for "many crows"
Last time a magpie tried to swoop me I took a swing at it with my bag and it decided I wasn't worth the effort.
It seems like I have been privvy to only a tiny little bit of the ways of magpie civilisation.
Rossco! An umbrella protects you from, not only rain and the like but it could also be a good weapon when it comes to magpies. Especially if you got a model hawk to perch on the top of the umbrella. Earplugs.
Another one...
While I was in Japan, the government introduced a ban on opaque bags, so all the rubbish bags had to be transparent. So of course that meant that all the crows got three times as much into people's left-out garbage because they could see what was inside.
There was also a bit on one of those David Attenborough docos (I think it was "Life of Birds") where crows would break nuts by placing them under the wheels of cars in Tokyo and waiting for the traffic lights to change. Canny *** things, eh?
Excellent poem lfaish, I really enjoyed reading it.
After finding myself digging into garbage and not having anything proper to put the things in I started to compose a kit that could sit in my hall ready to bring whenever the urge would come over me. So it's only a question of being prepared before you go for a walk.