As I write this blog there is a heavy hint of sarcasm, as my neighbours are not helpful, to the point that I question their intelligence level. I had a phone call from one of my neighbours the other day about a chicken, not any old chicken but a brown chicken! That was the start of the issue as I have loads of brown chickens yet I was supposed to identify this particular chicken.
However, I dispatched the children to go and locate this chicken and see if it had in fact escaped from the POW camp and needed to be brought back. They searched everywhere, but couldn't find the chicken brown or otherwise. So, I had a conversation with another neighbour, who told me that the chicken was brown, yeah I'm gathering the colour of the chicken, however, location details would be helpful.
However, if you are driving past the huge barranco, and see a brown chicken under a green cactus with chicks grab them and throw them over my gate please!