Sparrows are just vandals

It doesn't rain but it pours, and it did, all day yesterday, so the bucket was out in the bathroom again, catching the rain through the hole in the roof that we still haven't fixed.

On top of that it turns out the chimney is only remaining in place by the force of gravity and the love of god, the seaside air having totally dissolved any cement and pointing between the bricks in the stack. The bloke who went up there to inspect it said he could see right through to the other side.

As if that wasn't enough to drive a man to despair, this happens. Those birds have played around with that feeder so much that they've only gone and broke it. I could see it coming a mile off.

Those feeders aren't built to support half a dozen sparrows at once.

Well they've done it now, snapped the string holding it up. Bet that gave them a fright.

I've fixed it, cause that's the nice person I am. Now all they've got to do in return is repoint the chimney.