Feed the Birds

Now I am all for having no waste, every scrap of food eaten - my poor family.

I visited a garden centre today and they had this tray of rotten and interestingly shaped beef tomatoes. Beside them were leaflets which read Feed the Birds. Well I never!

Sadly it had been raining heavily and the leaflets were sodden, the tomatoes swimming and the sky darkening at a rate which suggested it was time I got inside.

So as I feed the birds, and they swim in the trough I shall put out, I shall hear Julie singing in my ear as effortlessly as ever. 'Oiy Guvna, Feed the Birds! 'Ave an 'eart.'