Mother Bird: “Make sure you wrap up before going outside”
Child: “I’m a bird, I don’t need to”
Mother Bird: “Well make sure you drop me a text so I know you got there safely”
Child: “Again, I’m a bird, we don’t have mobiles”
Mother Bird: “Fine, just make sure you come back for your tea please. I don’t want it to go cold or uneaten”
Child: “For the last time, I’m a bird, we have no concept of time and we have no kitchen in our nest to cook food”
This is what it must be like for a chick to be living with a senile bird.
Tan M Butler 