I hate them with a vengeance, there is a giant poo right on the narrow (poorly lit) walkway to my outdoor freezer room, which often needs accessing on dark evenings. Every time I stepped over it yesterday I had my hands full, so thought I must remember to clear that up - of course I forgot until I skidded in it at 9.30pm.
Daughter not allowed to know new baby’s name until she visits him


pigeons have no inhibitions do they?

