Up On The Roof
I was not aware of it happening, it was sometime after I retired. I woke up one morning and realised I had turned into Victor Meldrew. The first sign that I noticed it had happened was when I became aware and really irritated by the number of learner drivers that made three point turns in our road. I would estimate we get about two or three hundred learner cars a day. I thought I might carry out my own traffic census on learner cars from my front garden. Then I quickly forgot the idea when I realised what a sad old git I could become if I wasn’t careful.
I carried out the daily inspection of the aviary this morning. Every step I expected to hear a jingle and then Ernie, the red flash, would appear. But no sign of him. It’s three days since I have seen him and I wonder what has happened to him.
After the recent heavy rain I noticed there was a serious leak in the Parakeet shed. It’s a good forecast for the next few days so it might be a good time to refelt the roof. The thought of using lots of black sticky bitumen with Ernie on the roof trying to help me fills me with dread. Again I wonder what has happened to him, I don't know the people who own him, they moved in just round the corner a short time ago. It would hardly be right to knock on their door and ask what they have done with their cat - would it?