" Work Gets In The Way, doesn't it Alfie Boe?"

Alfie Boe......the noisy fucker
It's Saturday and Chris has had to go into work. He's been away all week, went to bed knackered at 7.30 last night and was up at 6.00 am with the cockerel. Having said this, he wasn't up with the new cockerel for the little bastard was crying lustily at 3.00 am, 4..00 am and again at 5. The neighbours are going to have a fit, at least he slept through it all.
They ( the neighbours)  were very nice about things when he first arrived, for they understood that he preferred to roost in the Beech tree in the graveyard...the one right next to the light in the lane. Subsequently he's awake in the wee small hours, and so belts out a lusty pubescent cock-a-fucking doodle whatever throughout the night. One neighbour, rather diplomatically, described him as resembling the tenor Alfie Boe.
" he's only small but he has a big voice" she explained
Well I am sure she called him something else last night for the bugger escaped from his sound proof hen house ( where I had effectively imprisoned him a week ago)  and back up the tree he went again.
I shall have to recapture him today, for I didn't get much sleep last night.....and unlike Chris who slept  a good eight hours, my eyeballs resemble two fried eggs in a bucket of blood.
I thank goodness that I don't work the hours I once did when I was a ward manager. If I did, Chris and I would never see each other. The house would be left to wrack and ruin, and there couldn't be any animal in the cottage,( let alone a gobby cockerel up in the trees) .....
No my work and it's one long shift a week is the easier work to juggle.....
Having said this....I am mortified to see that I am working Monday night.......
Monday night.....no big deal I hear you cry
Oh fucking no!
It's the night The Walking Dead season 5 premiers in the UK!
I am devastated that I'll have to wait until Tuesday to see it!


28 comments:

  1. You are a patient man ~ I would probably be thinking chicken dinner.

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  2. Like Carol, I might be thinking AXE.

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  3. Is there no one who will trade shifts with you man~ it's almost an emergency...

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  4. Have you tried putting a blanket over the hen house to make him think its still dark outside, John? Not that it will stop him crowing in the day time.

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    1. He's escaped Dave..... He's up in the tree

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  5. I no... I feel your pain. Press play the minute you walk through the door.

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  6. " Being up at 6.00 a.m with the cockerel " ….. a line worthy of Kenneth Williams !! XXXX

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  7. Gently simmered cockerel in stock with plenty of veg makes a couple of delicious meals - in any case if he lives up a tree in the churchyard one day he will meet his waterloo in the shape of a crafty fox who hangs around until he comes down..

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    1. Gosh Weaver the best comment !
      hahahahahahaha

      cheers, parsnip

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  8. Since I don't watch "The Walking Dead," I can't feel your pain.

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  9. God your eyes must look awful John.

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  10. Don't be surprised by what you find inside the cockerel, you know they are there, even if they are larger then expected. In parts of the world they deep fry them.

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  11. Anonymous12:00 pm

    Pretty bird... :-\

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  12. I will be glued to the screen Monday Eve!

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  13. Let's hope there are no "spoilers" lurking :-D

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  14. Can't you re-name him? I've had the hots for the real Alfie B. since first espying him and I don't want that perfect image sullied by a cock that keeps wanting to draw attention to itself. Talking of which, how about 'Justin'?

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  15. Don't worry we'll watch it for you and tell you all about it ;-)

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  16. Opps! Saw the title of your last post and thougjt it was a personal message too me. HA-HA!

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  17. You missed out on a good title - 'Up with the cock!'

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  18. "Wrack and ruin", a fine old expression. No one worries about it any more.

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  19. I'm not a Walking Dead fan, but I know how work can get in the way! You might want to call in sick, aren't you feeling a little illness coming on?

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  20. Marcy has a rooster that looks similar. We call ours Loud Mouth on a good day. He does not need a street light to crow. He announces every hour it seems. I used to think he was cute but now I dream of ways he can be deleted.

    I will watch the season premier for you since you got me hooked on this show my nephew described as "a soap opera with zombies". I agree with Kim, got any sick days?

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  21. Did I ever mention I tie fishing flies? One of the most used component of a dry fly are the small feathers from the neck.

    If the bird ever wants to visit Montana, I'll pay for shipping......

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  22. Young Alfie could be getting dangerously near Coq au Vin

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  23. No raucous cockerels round here luckily. Just the odd gaggle of late-night drunks shouting at the top of their voices.

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  24. I don't know how you keep up with yourself, John. Miss Chef and I used to have opposite schedules and it sucked. I'm sure Chris appreciates the fresh pies and bleached bog. (As long as you remember to rinse it.)

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  25. He is a pretty little bugger....

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  26. One of my neighbours at my last location had chickens, and in one batch of chicks, she had a number of cockerels. She did keep a few but killed the rest. One only got noisy after she thinned the herd, as it were. She would apologise for his crowing, but I tended to sleep through it until just before my usual wakeup time. Himself awoke every time the cock crowed. As the rooster got older, he had less to say or at least voiced it less often.

    So is this Houdini of yours now called Alfie?

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