Poultrygeist

A chicken stepped out of the shadows as I walked home late tonight. There was no one around, just me and the chicken. I tried to shoo it through a gate making clucking noises but without success. There is avian flu here, and restrictions on poultry, so I couldn’t pick it up. I asked it if it was feeling OK, and it reassured me it was. I thanked it for the blip and left it to take its chances.

Went to two meetings today. At the AGM of the Curious Club we celebrated the return of curiosity, and were entertained by a magician. At tonight’s meeting of Paignton Heritage there was a talk about Winner Street and medieval Paignton. I told the chicken where I’d been but it wasn’t very interested.