Before I go; I have to tell you about how pants saved my bald canary from death

I keep two canaries (a gift from a local who knows i support norwich) anyway i've moved to a new flat and my housekeeper put the canaries out on the balciony for a bit of fresh air. Think tweety pie. Fukkern cat pounced on the cage and managed to get the door open. Housekeepr heard the commotion (my reaction was more Shakellesqe) and sprinted out and shooed the cat away from the crime scene.

So, one of my canaries was AWOL. I spied it downstairs on the front lawn and quickly grabbed my fez and set about a rescue mission. No good, canaries are s**t scared of Fez's. How was I to know? The housekeeper saved the day though with a pair of my pants from the washing line. Both canaries now safely back in the barracks and I am off to Vienna. Night all.

Posted By: Tomblander, Feb 22, 13:10:52