Sticky business

Ahhh, bliss. The sun has got his hat on, but it is a rain hat. Just in time for the weekend, obviously.

I am sitting here listening to some fool throwing bottles into the recycling bins. By the sound of it they are several hundred yards away and using a trebuchet.

What with that and the bin men yesterday, I am well on my way to recording a sound effects album called "Noisy Bastards Who Want To Wake You Up Nice And Early So You Don't Miss The Best Part Of The Day."

The "Lawnmower Chorus", coupled with the delightful "Tractor Serenade" makes for easy listening. I could add that.

And at this time of year we get the special summer festival version of "Combine Harvester - Extended Replay", as well, of course. Maybe as a bonus track. I could get The Wurzels to do a guest spot on there.

Amongst all the agricultural din, I heard a bird in the garden the other day that had clearly been competing with a car alarm. Which reminded me:

I read somewhere that birds in cities are getting louder, to compete with the other noise. I wonder if that means that when they migrate, they are the bird equivalent of loud tiresome tourists, shouting and gawping and getting in the way of all the other, quieter, permanent resident birds.

Tourist Bird 1: HEY! Look over here! They have berries on the trees! Get over here everyone! Hey! HEY!

Tourist Bird 2: Wow! Check it out! Hey! Guys! Over here! Berries! HEY!

Tourist Bird 3, 4, 5 etc: Hey! HEY! Hey! Berries! Hey! Hey! HEY!

Resident bird: (shaking his newspaper in stiff protest) Well really. *tch*


Why don't they show that on Springwatch?


Other news: BBC loses the plot. Or they have a disgruntled member of staff copy writing headlines on their website.

Heh.