For about 20000 years my House List has had a glaring hole in it .... an Osprey-shaped hole. But, this morning at 0850 BST, one flew high over the house, going south. Woo ! What on earth it was doing I've no idea. But there it was. The thing is, a certain birder I know can hardly get out of his front door without getting surrounded by the blasted things. I've suspected for a long time that his roof, garden and favourite birding hat have been daubed with fish paste every night ready for the morning Osprey-Rush. Or maybe he's bought some "magic spectacles" from a local Witch. If only I knew which Witch, I would have done the same. But I'm not bothered any more ... 'tis on my House List at last. Oh yes, I can, at times, be a shallow old Hector. I had several "suitable" songs lined up for this post... But I couldn't find "good" versions of any of them. But this, though irrelevant, is smashing. Just see what the guitarist does at the end of the song ...
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