Sorry to move away from the dying and death mode (something I'm not really into) but at 7 am a blackbird was singing at the top of his voice, then at 7-30 am we had a thunderstorm, Mr. Cock Pheasant and his 5 wives were spooked, he was flapping his wings and was trying to herd them together, two were playing awkward. Now the sun is shinning !
More jokes please KOTCTs
Lib x