As soon as I saw these pictures, I wanted to share them so they would make you laugh like they did me! This 72-year-old retiree from Branscombe, West Devon, U.K., is under siege from a rogue pheasant. John Tucker wears gloves, dons long johns, and carries a walking stick to protect himself from beak and claws of the bird, which lives in a field near his summer home. If he and his wife Carol, 64, want to sit in the garden, he lures "Yobbo" into the shed and locks him in. The pheasant has been known to run inside the house when the door is open - and Tucker has snuck out the back window rather than attract its attention as it waits by the front door. "Every time I get in my car he comes after me down the road and I have to accelerate to get away. My wife can't sit in the garden without him pestering her. It was quite funny to start with, but now its extremely irritating," he complains. "I know a a thing or two about birds. But I've never been stalked by one before....People ask why don't I make him into a pie. The other day I thought, 'I could just ring your neck'. But as he looked at me with his brown eyes I knew I couldn't ever do it."
Being a visual and verbal chronologue of my peculiar life, foremost my research interests—death and the anatomical body—and travels and people I've met in pursuit of same; my collecting interests—fossils, postmortem photographs, weird news, and new acquisitions to my “museum”; and (reluctantly) my health, having been diagnosed with MS in 1990. "Satisfying my morbid curiosity and yours..."
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Beware the pheasant!
As soon as I saw these pictures, I wanted to share them so they would make you laugh like they did me! This 72-year-old retiree from Branscombe, West Devon, U.K., is under siege from a rogue pheasant. John Tucker wears gloves, dons long johns, and carries a walking stick to protect himself from beak and claws of the bird, which lives in a field near his summer home. If he and his wife Carol, 64, want to sit in the garden, he lures "Yobbo" into the shed and locks him in. The pheasant has been known to run inside the house when the door is open - and Tucker has snuck out the back window rather than attract its attention as it waits by the front door. "Every time I get in my car he comes after me down the road and I have to accelerate to get away. My wife can't sit in the garden without him pestering her. It was quite funny to start with, but now its extremely irritating," he complains. "I know a a thing or two about birds. But I've never been stalked by one before....People ask why don't I make him into a pie. The other day I thought, 'I could just ring your neck'. But as he looked at me with his brown eyes I knew I couldn't ever do it."
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