So there I was, minding my own business in my mate Rob’s house this morning, we’d done a 12 mile cycle ride and had breakfast at a hotel in Castletown on Portland, gone back to his house to give him a little instruction on his new website that we’ve done for him because he’s bought the Old Village Stores shop in Wyke Regis and my instructions were rudely interupted…..
A Robin had flown right into his conservatory and was going mad bashing itself against the windows, we could direct it out through the big double doors, it was too frightened so I cornered it and caught the little beauty with my bare hands and gently released him out into the garden again, one happy Robin, looked quite resigned to death when I got it into my hands but then looked back as it flew away probably thinking “What a nice guy!” or “Can’t believe that bloke didn’t eat me!”