One crow short of a murder

In an event more interesting than the Eurovision, this gentleman took on a wood pigeon in a singing contest.

It was quite a spectacle. Perched on the tall Leylandis, the pair sat five metres apart and took turns, one to coo, the other to chatter. The crow won. The dove got bored and flounced off.

I'm returning my TV licence, who needs it. Oh, hang on, we don't have TV. Perhaps that explains why I was outside listening to a crow and a dove.