You can’t spell “Boringd” without “Bird”

Today I gone to that bit of nice down the end of Southmoor Lane again. I seen loads of dead boring birds that I’ve already seen and some pipits I couldn’t identify. I suspect I seen a water pipit but I can’t be certain enough to cross it off the list. Someone needs to have a word with the BTO about culling boring and difficult to identify birds otherwise this birdseening stuff ain’t never going to catch on.

I can barely muster the enthusiasm to shout “FUNGUS I WIN” in your pathetic loser faces.

No offence.

Meadow Pipit

Today I gone to that bit of nice down the end of Southmore Lane where it smells of the nearby sewage works.

I seen a load of meadow pipits.

And I seen some other birds.

And some joggers. I hate joggers. Why don’t they just set off earlier? Then they wouldn’t need to rush.