Peacock.

Well I was going to post a photo of the polar bears at work, was just about to do it when Alexandra came home early from work, so we decided to go up to the cemetery.

On the way, we're chatting away, when she suddenly says, 'Look there's a peacock.' I continue driving, 'Quick turn around and go back.' Na turally, I always do as I'm told, so I do a U-turn, luckily it's a quiet country road, and go back for a look.

To say we are surprised to see a peacock, strolling around on the roof of a garage trying to peer in the upstairs windows of a house, is putting it mildly.

The house is empty and has been for sometime, and certainly doesn't look the kind of house to own peacocks. So have no idea where it's come from or who it belongs to.

When we drove back later it had gone