Fat bastards

When I arrived at the allotment I was greeted by the sight of two totally empty bird feeders (which D had filled up yesterday) and two totally stuffed wood pigeons. They're far too big and heavy to take from the feeders in the normal fashion, but somehow all of the seed had been spilled out on to the ground beneath. Raked it up and put it back in - they obviously hadn't time to eat it all. I guess I caught them having a wee rest between courses.

Popped in to East Coast Cured on my way home - they still had some bread left, so picked up a loaf, and some flour. What excellent people they are.