Frauenkirche Church on the market square at night in Nuremberg


built bungalow for parrots it was so hard to say goodbye to leave them, I still have shudders and makes me feel depressed now to think about that, it was probably worse than leaving the girlfriend! Anyway Les informed me that he was looking after as he put it other ‘divorce cases’ and I met his great and varied flock… I visited, I think 3 times over 1.5 years, a bit longer than I thought he would have to have them. It was funny how they ignored me at first, almost a bit like they were thinking ‘well if he’s going to leave us lets punish him with ignoring him’ but after 5 or so minutes of soft talking and whistles they are stepping up and on my shoulders giving me their love and that Pionus smell! One more big bit of tragedy before the happy ending… about a year or so since


12 BIRD SCENE


Les first had them I rung him up to see how they were doing and learned of some bad news. Les had been cleaning them out and Ozzy shot out the door through to the other room at other end of the building and out through a open window, this was typical of my bad luck that was


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