Miss October

'Gladys! Gladys ........(I am translating here as they are French partridge) do come ON!!  I can see a Blipper...!  Look your best! Head up , chest sexily fluffed and.....step.....'     'Tut.  YOU won't be Miss October 7th!


I was standing on the edge of my owl field of a couple of a couple of years ago (haven't seen them since) and the  partridge, who are easily spooked started walking towards me down the path. Rock still and hardly daring to breath or move a muscle I knew that I needed them to come a fair bit closer. In fact, a lot closer and they took their time. Crickey my arms were aching :)