There’s a chicken in the kitchen.

Ah – remember the days when you used to find livestock in your kitchen?


You’ll never guess what’s just happened here!

 Stu was upstairs playing with little un while her bath was running. I was downstairs feeling in need of a cup of tea. Into the kitchen I go to put the kettle on, and there’s a chicken in it! (The kitchen that is, not the kettle.) An honest to God live chicken, cocking its little head about and eyeballing me like it’s annoyed I’ve interrupted it!

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