I find the jackdaws highly comical things, they strut about the lawns as though they own the place, they thing nothing of standing up to the seagulls which we are plagued with. I used to have a magpie who would come every morning, tap on the window, and wait for his breakfast...toast or cornflakes, eggs n' bacon, he didn't mind. He came for a couple of years, regular as clockwork, then one morning...no magpie. I guess he met his end somehow, poor old fella.
Now, where were we...oh yes, photos. Anything will be gratefully received Ned...internal, external, top/bottom...anything and everything.
I'll scan everything I have and get them emailed off to you, mate...they are on my other laptop.
The lady in question was slightly surprised to find boats in the wardrobe, on top of the wardrobe, under the bed, in the hall, and in the front room. She hasn't seen the attic yet...
She thinks the Akula looks 'sexy'...her words, not mine.
Rich