somehow a dead pigeon with its head smashed in appeared on my front doorstep.
any theories as to how it got there? did he smash into the door? (my flatmate claims this doesnt happen) witchcraft perhaps? (maybe it is my fault? i havent sold enough harry potters? no, that its not possible, the computer tells me i have sold thousands)or good old east london hooliganism? (but what would be the logic behind that? "hhmmm, i am bored, i know! lets kill a pigeon and put it on someone's front step, YEAH!")
how strange.
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Must have been one of those kids arriving at Waterstones and realising that HP was sold out. He or she followed you on your way home, stamped on a pidgeon and placed it in front of your door as a warning. Alternatively, it's a victim of bird flu. The disease struck in mid air and the bird could just about crawl up to your doorsteps before collapsing. Or your cat got out and played a trick on you.
well, i know my cat is clever, bordering on genius even....but still that would be quite a feat on her part....the mystery continues
Well, as you pointed out: Time to leave that neighbourhood...
PS: Glad you've seen West London. Next time you're at the V&A you could say hello to a prison inmate in the respective library. That said, the canteen is excellent if quite expensive.
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