Monday, September 11, 2006

How do they know?

You live in the middle of England, just about as far from the sea as is possible. You come home to find the adjacent paddock has been ploughed that morning, it is heaving with seagulls, screaming in ecstacy as they devour wireworms by the million. You have, before this moment, never seen a seagull in the vicinity.

You have just finished digging a brand new pond, filled it with water and before the day is out there are waterboatman exploring the damned thing.

You put the squashed damson/apple pureƩ, still in its buttermuslin shroud, out by the backdoor to be disposed of later. Later duly arrives and you pick it up and a thick mist of tipsy fruit flies rise in a cloud and cover you!

How do they know? The Royal Society can forget human telepathy debates, the lower orders have definitely got there before us.

1 Comments:

Blogger smahman said...

Seagulls have mobiles.

4:02 pm  

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