Karl's chickens.

No, not Charles Dickens, Karl's chickens. Karl is my business partner and today we have been busy liberating a dilapidated greenhouse from a customers scrapheap and repatriating it to his garden for renovation and re-erection.

Karl has these three very friendly chickens that produce eggs of exquisite quality (tested via the age old method of converting them to a fried egg sandwich) and I always make a point of stopping for a brief chat with then when I visit. There conversational repertoire is, how can I put this, somewhat limited, but they always seem to agree with whatever I.have to say so they're alright in my book.