Dualling

Pistols at dawn - back to back, the gauntlet having been thrown down as a challenge! Well....almost! Except no pistols and no dawn!

Circling with beady eyes ... heads low, necks out, tails up sizing up their opponent till one would fly up squawking with outstretched wings and spreading a huge fan of feathers for a tail! Talons raised clawing for a brief moment, a flurry of excitement, then repeating the whole procedure again till the victor saw off his challenger. All exciting stuff till the lorry behind wanted to get past me and tooted!