Birds like attacking me.
When I was younger we had the milk delivered to our door (we lived down a country lane) and one day I decided to go bring it in for my mum. Well, we owned lots of chickens and cockerels and as I bent down, bum wiggling in the air, one cockerel decides it wants to peck/bite my arse. I was only about three.
Also, there used to be a bird sanctuary place in Peakirk (near Peterborough) which I loved going to, and they had cranes with pompoms on their heads, they liked leaning over the fences with their long necks and biting me too.
I've also been crapped on by a bird in the same place, on different days, and had a seagull steal most of my lunch in one swoop.
I've never been cruel to a bird, so they must really hate me for no reason.

Oh, and moths. Don't get me started on moths.
( CaroWallis, Fri 3 Jun 2005, 0:12, Reply)