Just after seven o’clock this morning as I was getting dressed, Mrs Bard shouted, “Quick, bring your camera!” Hurriedly I grappled with my jeans, grabbed my camera, found the battery and rushed outside. There on a tree was one of the barn owls, illuminated by sunlight with a dark sky behind him. Just as I attempted to focus the camera, the sun went in. However for me the shots were good. But they were not that good. You see we have a great friend who takes absolutely fantastic photos. He waits around for hours to get the money shot and has a lens longer than the M1 Motorway, but you know me, I have the attention span of a distracted goldfish…

The barn owl sits on the tree branch,
Considering the economic conditions in France.
He snorts with laughter at the state of play,
And the under-fed pigeons on the Champs-Élysées!
But most of all he yawns and he thinks,
It’s seven o’clock, must be time for forty winks!

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