Hello,
I love chickens. They cluck, peck, hop and have feathers what's not to love? So imagine my delight when news reached my ears of two thousand of the birds loose on the motorway. Hurrah!
The lorry carrying the chickens jack-knifed, their cages burst and the birds made a bold bid for freedom. Unfortunately the authorities got involved and spoiled things as per bloody usual. The poor chickens were having a whale of a time racing about until some grassing bore called the police.
Then it all gets utterly predictable, the police brought in specialist chicken handlers and vets, the chickens were rounded up and the motorway was restored to a concrete stretch of ill tempered drivers sweating to Radio 2.
Obviously if I were in charge I would have allowed the chickens to take it over. They're animals and though wonderful are not terribly bright. The drivers claim to be human and though I have my suspicions there is no evidence to suggest otherwise, surely they could have found alternative routes and left the chickens alone. The chickens were not to blame -why should they be penalised?
Cheerio
3 comments:
Good job there wasn't a Swedish chef on the loose !
Gave us a morning off from our boss, so for that I'm quite grateful to our feathered friends.
Like I say I love chickens!
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