SOMETIMES only raw courage will do – and that’s what it took the day the birds invaded the house.

It started on Sunday morning when a startled starling appeared in our bathroom, and my wife and youngest son, Max, skilfully managed to shoo it out of the window.

Ok, it happens occasionally. Wayward birds come in through an open window. No big deal. But then it happened again – only it was two starlings this time.

They flew around upstairs until my unflappable wife was again able to let them out. This time, having had to wipe up starling droppings for the second time in an hour, she decided to shut all the windows.

I’d been out all morning, so I missed the drama. Otherwise, I’d have dealt with the birds and cleaned up the poo. You know I would.

Anyway, after Sunday lunch, I was catching up on work in my office........

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