Having been infested by moths we're now assailed by an incessant and implausibly loud chirruping of sparrows. One jarring note emitted repeatedly by two of the little yobs. It's been two days now.
I suppose there's a turf war going on in our back garden. I feel like a civilian victim caught in the middle. And I'm not even going to think about bloody sparrow poetry. Any tips on getting rid of them?
6 comments:
Leave the sparras alone, there are funnier things things to help you get by.
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Very good! Summed it up nicely. But the answer to where the money's coming from is the printing presses, I suspect.
Ah, the youth are going to pay, I see....big problem for the euros, they aint got many.
Death by a thousand cuts is my tip. The euro political class has too big an hard on to change things.
Sparrers can't sing as Babs Widsor warbled in the movie, try the moggie defence force or as the yanks say defense force. Failing that the yanks have a minuteman or two for sale.
Well you'd better tell this lady - http://www.independent.co.uk/environment/one-womans-quest-to-solve-mystery-of-the-disappearing-sparrows-587656.html She's been looking for them for seven years and it turns out they're just round at your place.
Sparrowhawks.
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