just in

About twenty minutes ago, I heard our letterbox flap lift and went to retrieve our Sunday newspapers only to find that they were still in the process of being stuffed through the gap. When I opened the door, the delivery man pointed out the egg on our doormat and said he’d been met by a flurry of noisy pigeon wings as he turned the corner to our flat. It’s been a few years since we’ve had an egg laid on our doormat and I thought that in the absence of feathers and twigs in over a year that they’d found a better place to roost. Silly me. The information that our doormat is reasonably secluded and therefore safe from predators other than the human variety, is obviously shared (by pigeon post?) amongst the birds in the neighbourhood.  The delivery man told me quite sincerely that to have an egg laid on our mat today of all days was a gift from God and therefore lucky but I’d prefer a milk chocolate version any day.


pesky pigeons!

In our building, the common entry way to our home and that of our neighbour is open to the elements on one side. Pigeons are regular visitors almost permanent residents of the balcony rail and the sheltered doorways. I noticed two twigs on our doormat yesterday and told JP that pigeons were nesting there again but he said that as the birds had already laid an egg a few weeks ago we wouldn’t get any more. Huh! I was right not to believe him. This morning our postman rang the door bell to alert us to this:


for a dog near you

My big sis makes dog biscuits and said I could share the recipe with you. Dave dog and his pal Sid just love them.

1 egg
2 scoops of cooked sweet potato & cinnamon mash. (cinnamon optional)
1/4 cup milk
2 cups wholewheat flour
Work to a dough, roll to 1/2 inch thick. Cut to any shape. Bake: Gas 4, 350F, 180C for 30 mins. Store in an airtight container when cool.