Nuisance & meatballs

Would you believe it? We’ve had two nuisance calls before it was even 8am. I was taught never to make a phone call before 9am to allow whoever you are calling to get properly awake. (Indeed with some of our friends who like a lie-in in their retirement I make that later.) The only calls you make before that are emergency calls. Fortunately I was already up & getting dressed when the first call rang at 7.15am. Do they think that by ringing so early you will be more likely panic when they tell you that £600 is being taken out of your bank account? Or is it simply, as most of these calls are international, they’re not aware of the time in this country? Whatever it is, it’s a nuisance.

 

Having got up & completed my dressing, I put some of the leftovers from yesterday’s dinner – pork meatballs in tomato sauce with pasta, of which the Fox only managed ¼ of one meatball – for the birds. Soon, as I peeled some spuds for today’s dinner, I could hear of whirling of wings. A quick look out revealed it was the gulls. I continued peeling. By the time I finished peeling & taken the peelings out to the compost heap, I could see the food remained undisturbed. Clearly pork meatballs, pasta & garlic bread wasn’t to their taste.

 

I went off to a different room to enjoy my breakfast. As I came into the kitchen I looked at the feeder. Devoid of leftovers. Someone obviously enjoyed them. I put some more out. I noticed on our roof a gull & a couple of starlings standing guard in case more went out. I’d barely had chance to get in the house before the starlings descended en masse upon the feeder. Birds were disappearing carrying bits of bread or pasta in their beaks. Clearly meatballs, pasta & garlic bread was to their taste.