The Flying Club

Evening all.

I am contractually obligated to advise you that the bird did not fall, nor was it pushed, instead it executed a graceful turn, banked sharply to the left, soared majestically up into the heavens, swooped in a controlled descent to skim at a rapid rate of knots mere inches above the flower tops, before landing crisply and cleanly onto the verdant lawns below....
where it was promptly eaten by a cat.
night all

midsomer murders series 13, ep, 4