Daily Quiz

Question 13 is:-

What would you see if there was a turdus on your window sill?

“if you found a big turdus”……….one would expect to find a “Big Burdus” that would have dropped it there?

**apologises and leaves on his space hopper*

Dib x

a murmuration?

gossip?

chatter?

cackle :lol:

god knows pp lol we do lots of things :lol:

Watching “The Murmuration”

by Tommy Coyne
from the ‘Does Homeless Mean Hopeless?’ tour
introducing this tour | next place on this tour

People might be surprised at the seemingly inescapable attraction that the Seafront has for homeless people (well, maybe not during the summer months) but, in fairness, for those who choose not to “ham-and-egg” or “do the Issue”, after a certain time of the day it is one of the few places to spend your time : the day centres have closed, the evening shelters won’t open for a while, the library’s shut (even on wet days), so down to the Seafront it is!

And it was there that I discovered the beauty of “The Murmuration” at the West Pier (to be honest, I didn’t even know it was called that until I saw a video of this truly phenomenal sight for sale in a Seafront kiosk).

The amazing thing was you never quite knew when it was going to start: always at dusk, admittedly, but they just suddenly seemed to be there: a cloud of tiny shadows, swooping around the sky, creating stunning patterns, sometimes disappearing (totally!) for a fraction of a second before resuming their airborne ballet. Then you noticed the birds joining the corps from over your head: turn to face the City and here they came. Twos, threes, tens of birds streaming from wherever they had been to join the dance. And that is what it was – a thrilling dance, its choreography controlled by some avian Bob Fosse.
All that I could do was watch, amazed: for however long I watched the display, my worries about my situation left me: homelessness and its difficulties were forgotten, a cocoon of joy wrapped around me as I watched the starlings, enthralled. Since the West Pier burned down, I have not seen the Murmuration in its full glory – the starlings’ “condominium” has been destroyed by man. However, it still happens and I can’t help feeling that, before long, this glorious display shall return to its former heights.