'Yeah, you're right, they must have known I was off that day.'
Ms Tagalong was eavesdropping. She was admiring the incredible fluffy Chinese silkies at the Fig Tree Community Garden.
|Yes this is a fluffy chicken!|
The long, tall caretaker was chatting away about the loss of a cockerel a few weeks ago.
Whoever stole it, stealthily replaced it with a large one of an inferior breed. Did they really think no-one would notice?
Figtree seems to have undergone a few changes in the year Mr Ideasman and Ms Tagalong have been gadding about on their 'grown-up' gap year.
Gone is the large chicken run with geodesic dome coop.
Gone is the funding for a three day a week co-ordinator.
Gone are some of the beds as true community plantings; now seemingly 'owned' by an 'Emmy' or a 'Jo'.
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