I was sitting at the kitchen table eating my breakfast (a toasted sourdough crumpet – now addicted – with melted butter washed down with a mug of Earl Grey) when I heard a loud squawking outside that sounded, well, like a big bird shouting for another bird.
So I went outside and looked upwards….. perched on the branch of the nearby stag oak was a large Red Kite.
He was shouting his head off. He was not a happy bird.
After a while he flew off and started flying in large circles.
He was looking for someone.
And then his girlfriend arrived and I could see what all the shouting was about.
Kite 1 – “Where have you been? What time do you call this? What do you mean you were at the shops? We have things to do. Come one, let’s get going!”
And they flew off. They were pretty impressive birds. I hope Kite 1 is happy now.