Hot Birds

Strange top story on the Beeb a couple of days ago in which a chap was caught trying to smuggle a couple of live pigeons into Australia by popping them in Jiffy Bags and Sellotaping them to his legs. Looking at the accompanying picture, I can’t be the only person who’s noticed the hairyness of his limbs. I bet the little fellas were warm as toast on their inbound flight.

Apparently, airport police also seized eggs, seeds and an undeclared aubergine from him. He must have waded through customs like John Wayne, or some carrier-bagless Ready Steady Cook contestant ready to empty his pockets onto Ainsley’s table. Maybe he too felt the social pressure of not accepting a bag when asked and chose to inventively secrete his purchases about his person instead.

I ate pigeon in a restaurant once. It made me ill.