Because there's been so many other thrilling things to tell you about I forgot to give you an up date on Monty's Nuptials. On Friday night, The Husband spoke to the woman who owns the girl parrot and prospective love interest for Monty, our African Grey. Even though the woman seems keen, her husband is very attached to the bird and she says it may be awhile before he decides to go ahead with adoption, so sadly we'll just have to wait.
Meanwhile, I will obviously keep all options open, join Parrot dating sites and look for a suitable girl friend. As Monty has a cough and has plucked the feathers out from around his derriere, a non smoker with good sense of humour will be an excellent starting point. In preparation, I have drafted out his profile
Single male, good looking (from the chest up) would like to meet girl who enjoys sitting on swings, pecking off wallpaper, singing Karaoke (especially to Elvis' Suspicious Minds) for sunflower seed dinners, eating red berries, shelling peanuts and romantic cage top walks. Hobbies include having toes tickled, being showered with garden spray and blow dried until fluffy, watching other parrots on You tube, shouting at the budgies next door and barking at Postman Fred through the window.
He already has a Facebook site and it's lovely to see he's friends with Lucifer, the next door neighbour's adorable cat who has invited him for dinner. He has also received a friendship request from Bernard Matthews Turkey's new "Small 'n' Tasty" division, although not sure what that's about.
Last night I began typing new chapters for my book, no not "The Pearls & The Suitcase," but an earlier epic titled "The Hen Party." It's part of a series called "The Village Dairies" about friends who live in a small village rife with gossip. So now I must leave you to go and do some research for this work of genius. Where as for the "Pearls and The Suitcase" that involves internet studies of exotic locations such as the Himalayan Mountains, Southern Ireland, Los Angeles, and Mexico City this can be done much closer to home. So I'm off to eavesdrop around the carrots and potatoes in the village greengrocer's, loiter in the cafe, and do a little spying in the post office queue. I will let you know about the success of my mission, I just hope this moustache and wig don't look to obvious....
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