(and I’m not talking about my flabby belly!)  I have been reading Daphne  du Maurier’s The Birds and other Stories, so when a stone smashed the  skylight window above our shower I naturally assumed a bird had dropped it. (What else?)  Then I got to thinking, what if all the wee birds in the area (attracted by my new feeder)  flew through the hole and started attacking me while I was in the shower?  Then I realised… that was TWO Hitchcock films at once!!! 

I’m not attaching a photo to this blog, you’ll be relieved to know.