Philip

Philip and I had 'pet' pheasants at Cropthorne! They would come by every morning and make a noise outside our bedroom window at the week ends if I hadn't been to throw some bird feed out!

Today I saw a pheasant near the road on the way back from work. It is one of the first I have seen in France! Then, speaking to mum and dad on the 'phone they were telling me how a pheasant had flown into their window and died! Dad had made use of it and they had enjoyed a tasty casserole! Philip would have done just the same! (Although I seem to remember a story from Philip's past where he had fallen prey to food poisoning from a pheasant casserole!)