Friday 26 February 2016

Manager in the making

28 February 2015

Chocolate Bunny loves to lend a paw in the Home Office. Yesterday he took on the job of lying under the desk and catching up on some Zzzzs for the team. At this point in time his upcoming performance review is looking shaky. 


Saturday 13 February 2016

The Prodigal Chicken

19 February 2015
Joyfallee is wreathed in smiles today - that which was lost is found. Yesterday Etoile Filante failed to report to barracks for the evening roll call. One of the residents of Joyfallee was to be found far into the night fruitlessly, and increasingly mournfully, searching and calling for the errant Etoile. The worst was feared and it appeared Etoile may have lived up to her name (shooting star), with a bright and glittery, but much too short, life. The above mentioned Joyfallee resident was again out at first light, this time looking for feathers with a heavy heart. You will imagine, gentle reader, the surprise and joy that greeted the appearance of the AWOL Etoile Filante, feathers in situ and unruffled, at the chicken house door, looking for breakfast. Etoile has remained tight-beaked about her overnight escapades, but, given the paucity of eggs at Joyfallee, the involvement of an illicit egg-exchange racket is not beyond the bounds of possibility. 

Saturday 6 February 2016

The Ghost of Chickens Passed

7 February 2015


It was a dark and stormy night”…and Princess Sparkles was regaling the other chickens with tales handed down (or more accurately clawed down) from chicken to chicken. She was keeping them enthralled with the story of Lucy-Falcon-Chicken – so named for her penchant for perching on the nearest falconer’s arm. From here, as legend has it, she would launch herself into space and fly for a distance of at least 6 inches before plummeting to earth in a flail of flapping wings, guaranteed to capture any airborne creatures unwise enough to remain in her path. On hearing this tale of derring-do Hildegard began to wonder if she should give up her ambitions to be a chicken spy and take up a more lofty calling -  although she envisioned she might need the aid of a step ladder to reach the arms of any passing falconers.