A Rare Sighting
When I raised the blind, I could hardly believe my eyes. Surely, the specimen before me must be one of the common kind, widely regarded as a pest.
The resemblance to the everyday variety, though, was superficial. Standing out against the grey trees and pavements, identifiable because of its size and colour, it was a fine example of a threatened species.
It wsn't the predominant white plumage that distinguished it, so much as the side marking and the well-define Crest. Well - 'Dairy Crest' to quote the logo in full.
For what I'd spotted was a beatifully marked milk float! I'd assumed they were extinct - this far into London, anyway. I wondered if the offspring wore green, red or gold caps, like the old days.
Sadly, when I googled, and put my post code in the website search box, the computer said no; my district wasn't covered.
I might have guessed - it was a vagrant, drifted off course. Never mind. I've left my email address for future contact, in case they ever do recover and breed in sufficient numbers to re-establish hereabouts.
Dairy Crest: http://www.milkdeliveries.co.uk/doorstep/
2 comments:
Wonderful! :-)
I do hate to boast, but I do have a milkman to deliver my milk. There are few things finer to wake up to in my mind than my lovely big hairy dog and a pint of cold milk in a glass bottle on the doorstep.
I work on the principle that I can face anything the day has to throw at me as long as I've got milk for my tea :-)
Oh, Katy,you are so lucky! My hairy husband thinks milk is bad for one so we have horrid powder. It makes guests ask 'Is there milk? when offered coffee. I buy milk in a plastic bottle when I remember. It's just not the same, though.
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