Interesting forum, just joined, hi! Having a beer under the patio. Two sparrows flying towards me, each holding the same piece of straw, destination, my eaves. They misjudged their finals, slammed into the guttering, fell down on the concrete and started wing thumping, kicking, tumbling over and pecking. Obviously intent on murder. My drinking companion observed, "they must be married"
Makes sence to me Pap.
See Yez
Trev