This is Godfrey

He's not a pigeon! 
He was lying in the morning sunshine on the acres and acres of pulverised hardcore which, over the last year or so, has been slowly evolving into a section of the River Medway Flood Defences. 
He seemed very chilled.

Later in the day I received a call from Zara's boss to let me know that a pest controller, apparently unafraid of pigeons, had been to inspect the loft above my flat. So unafraid of pigeons is he that he didn't bother to bring a dust sheet with him.

I'll be getting the little blue dustpan and brush out again shortly then.