There is a weekly ritual in the Parrot household. It’s called Hunt the Choir Book. You see, every Thursday Mrs P heads off to warble with some of her mates — we Parrots can be quite tuneful, you know. And they’re not half bad and have been engaged to sing at weddings and old folks’ homes, as previously mentioned.
Anyway, membership of the choir involves custodianship of an A5 ringbinder to hold the words and music. And every week, Mrs P returns home, takes the binder of her bag, puts it down and completely forgets where. Read more ›››