This cute chappie, whom we have christened Fat Boab (friend of Soapy Souter known to all Scots of my generation), has been resident in our garden for over a year. He’s just heartbeat and feathers and he delights us every day. For a wee puckle of oats and linseeds he’ll give us his best tunes. When I broke the ice on his water bowl and filled it fresh, I am quite sure he broke into ‘Walking on Sunshine’ by Katrina and The Waves.
Anne M Scriven 
Love the Fat Boab name:)
Hope you are all well x
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Love the Fat Boab. Unfortunately I’m from the generation that gets it:)
Hope you are all well x
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Ah, a vintage era so we are. Thanks Skye Croft. We are all fine and dandy, hope you are too. Thanks for commenting.x
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