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Obviousman wrote:Pigeons are just about the dirtiest animals you can find...

They do nothing but s**t on all out greatest monuments, which causes them to break down sooner (because of the acid in it IIRC)...

Pure dirt, really...

Hey, that's what the toon council is for... they can give those old monuments a good hose down every so often, everyone's happy.

Pigeons have knowledge...

pigeons taste good

James Blast wrote:pigeons taste good

A man of taste

But that's something else as pigeons in cities

The town I work in has banned people from feeding the pigeons in the churchyard to get them to go away!

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:The town I work in has banned people from feeding the pigeons in the churchyard to get them to go away!

Good move,Pigeons=VERMIN!
@Brideoffrankenstein is that The Magic Numbers on your Avitar? .

Brideoffrankenstein wrote:The town I work in has banned people from feeding the pigeons in the churchyard to get them to go away!

In Antwerp it's forbidden too, they're a real plague here...

However, mostly the feeders are elderly ladies, and though there are signs hanging all over the town pointing out you can get a €100 fee when feeding them, when you point it out to the police they always say something like 'ah, well, leave them do it, it's all they have'

The worst part about it is they just drop entire breads instead of a couple of crumbs

scotty wrote:@Brideoffrankenstein is that The Magic Numbers on your Avitar? .

No it's Arcturus my dear www.arcturus.no

Did I mention I've got tickets for every date in their UK tour?

Obviousman wrote:However, mostly the feeders are elderly ladies, and though there are signs hanging all over the town pointing out you can get a €100 fee when feeding them, when you point it out to the police they always say something like 'ah, well, leave them do it, it's all they have'

The worst part about it is they just drop entire breads instead of a couple of crumbs

I hate to say it, but it is a serious ambition for me to one day BE one of those mad old bird-ladies...

"Tuppence a bag..."

Although I think I might have an eagle.

As long as it's a crumb every now and then: okay...

But please don't go for bags full of bread, will you

Just caught up with this, pigeons are absolute vermin and I hate them with a passion.

Pigeons, cheese, dogs. Three things the world would be better off without.

Cheese and dogs?

Obviousman wrote:Cheese and dogs?

Odd combination.

Reminds me of a customer one of my colleagues dealt with at work, an elderly lady who felt that women shouldn't work in banks - they should stick to selling things like "apples and sponges".

On one of the Red Sky Coven albums there's a fantastic peice by Joolz about Grandmothers and Ducks. "Hamburg anarchy squatting ducks" I think....

Obviousman wrote:

boudicca wrote:Pigeons are f**king cool, I won't hear a word against them. Seriously, sit and watch one as he's just plodding about, it's good for the soul...

Pigeons are just about the dirtiest animals you can find...

They do nothing but s**t on all out greatest monuments, which causes them to break down sooner (because of the acid in it IIRC)...

Pure dirt, really...

Agreed - flying rats, thats what they are VERMIN

Black Alice wrote:

Obviousman wrote:

boudicca wrote:Pigeons are f**king cool, I won't hear a word against them. Seriously, sit and watch one as he's just plodding about, it's good for the soul...

Pigeons are just about the dirtiest animals you can find...

They do nothing but s**t on all out greatest monuments, which causes them to break down sooner (because of the acid in it IIRC)...

Pure dirt, really...

Agreed - flying rats, thats what they are VERMIN

Indeed they are, I always call them the rats of the sky, but I didn't want to use the quote hoping not to connect the rat lovers to the pigeon lovers

pigeons' breast are so very tasty and their bones make fantastic stock!
pleebs!

Please, you're making me hungry again :drool:

BTW, how the hell did we get from computer desktops to eating flying meat?

Apart from banning pigeon feed in Trafalgar Square they briefly had a sparrowhawk in the area. Unusually for a migrant worker lured into London he found the streets were paved with gold, metaphorically at least.

It was the look on the face of the Japanese (maybe Korean) schoolgirl as the bird she was diligently feeding disappeared in a whirlwind of talon and startled feather. Her parents looked most disapproving, especially at the odd Englishman laughing so hard he almost fell into a fountain.

andymackem wrote:Apart from banning pigeon feed in Trafalgar Square they briefly had a sparrowhawk in the area. Unusually for a migrant worker lured into London he found the streets were paved with gold, metaphorically at least.

It was the look on the face of the Japanese (maybe Korean) schoolgirl as the bird she was diligently feeding disappeared in a whirlwind of talon and startled feather. Her parents looked most disapproving, especially at the odd Englishman laughing so hard he almost fell into a fountain.

A year or so ago I saw a face-off in my back garden between a woodpigeon (who I have named Quentin but that's a whole 'nother story as I can see I won't find a sympathetic audience here! ) and a rather young sparrowhawk.
Quentin puffed up his feathers to make himself twice his normal size, and jumped at the so-called "predator". Mr. Hawk duly shat himself and disappeared from the garden, never to be seen again. He knew he'd met his match!



DON'T MESS!

boudicca wrote:

andymackem wrote:Apart from banning pigeon feed in Trafalgar Square they briefly had a sparrowhawk in the area. Unusually for a migrant worker lured into London he found the streets were paved with gold, metaphorically at least.

It was the look on the face of the Japanese (maybe Korean) schoolgirl as the bird she was diligently feeding disappeared in a whirlwind of talon and startled feather. Her parents looked most disapproving, especially at the odd Englishman laughing so hard he almost fell into a fountain.

A year or so ago I saw a face-off in my back garden between a woodpigeon (who I have named Quentin but that's a whole 'nother story as I can see I won't find a sympathetic audience here! ) and a rather young sparrowhawk.
Quentin puffed up his feathers to make himself twice his normal size, and jumped at the so-called "predator". Mr. Hawk duly shat himself and disappeared from the garden, never to be seen again. He knew he'd met his match!



DON'T MESS!

i'ld be scared of anything called Quentin

That's my dad's desk top wallpaper. It's of the bay near where we live.

And it's just made this thread extremely wide...


@ emwk - I have given all the pigeons in my back garden similarly lovely names.

Quentin is the Alpha male, his "bird" is Felicity... they can often be seen canoodling on a branch together...
Terrence is the Beta male, consort Penelope...
And at the bottom of the pile we have Boris and Doris.

I f**king maintain that pigeons are ace.

been a while since some1 replied..but this is mine:
http://www.deviantart.com/view/23849975/

wallpaper version is this one:
made it myself by the way

The eye is a good catch!