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Your letters – Lots of letters this month!<br />

Dear Editor,<br />

I would like to ask, “Have you<br />

seen this bird?”<br />

Roy with the tame jackdaw<br />

On Thursday 6th March my<br />

husband, Roy, came in from the garden<br />

and excitedly beckoned me to follow<br />

him outside for a minute! ‘Listen,’ he<br />

said. I could hear what sounded like<br />

someone whistling. ‘Come and see my<br />

bird.’ With a little encouragement this<br />

black bird fluttered up and perched on<br />

Roy’s shoulder. He told me it was a<br />

jackdaw and whilst he was busy<br />

gardening it followed him around, going<br />

in and out of the garden shed and sitting<br />

on the low fence of the vegetable plot<br />

watching and whistling.<br />

The next afternoon it returned<br />

so I quickly got my camera and as soon<br />

as Roy went outside it flew on to his<br />

shoulder. I took the photograph and I<br />

suppose the camera attracted the jackdaw<br />

and it fluttered towards me. I wasn’t<br />

very happy having this flapping bird on<br />

my shoulder, but Roy took the camera<br />

intending to take another shot. In a trice<br />

the bird took a great peck at my ear. It<br />

had grabbed my gold earring and then<br />

flown on to the hedge.<br />

We saw the gold glinting in the<br />

sunlight. It then had the cheek to fly<br />

down on to the lawn and strut about just<br />

out of reach as if to taunt, ‘Ha, ha you<br />

can’t catch me!’ Then it flew off and we<br />

haven’t seen it since.<br />

Have you seen this tame, whistling<br />

jewellery thief?<br />

Marian Collins. Parsons Hill<br />

Dear Editor,<br />

Daisy Middleditch was our kind and<br />

friendly neighbour for ten years. Like so<br />

many people, we were shocked that Daisy<br />

died so suddenly. When Ann phoned that<br />

Tuesday afternoon, being next door, I was<br />

soon there. Apart from the oxygen mask<br />

Daisy looked so peaceful as if nothing<br />

was wrong.<br />

Daisy never thought of herself,<br />

but only of others. Sometimes our<br />

communication was a wave through the<br />

window as she was always out and about<br />

caring for others. But we knew she was<br />

there if we needed her. For instance,<br />

three years ago when I had an angina<br />

attack Daisy was there for me. She<br />

ensured I had a soluble aspirin which no<br />

doubt saved me from further trouble.<br />

Poppy, her cat, knew when she<br />

was coming home and amazingly<br />

appeared from nowhere, to greet her as<br />

she came up the path. Even now when I<br />

see Daisy’s car I can’t help thinking:<br />

‘Daisy’s home!’ Undoubtedly she was a<br />

true friend and neighbour who will be<br />

missed by all who knew her.<br />

John and Angie Mills. Moorlands<br />

<strong>April</strong> <strong>2008</strong> page 20 www.villagevoices.org.uk

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