I know, I know. There has been a deathly silence in this little corner of cyberspace. My drafts folder is littered with half-written posts. No major changes – life just keeps happening while I make other plans. And my energy levels are zilch. Who says older people need less sleep?
Today was supposed to be a day off. Yes. At around 9:30 this morning I get a call that our vehicle has been found. She was stolen around a year ago. She was insured, we were paid out, but not enough to get another double-cab pick-up. We ended up with a second-hand (‘pre-loved’ – yeaaah) mini-hatchback.
So, not our vehicle, but they wanted us to go and identify her and make a statement. Which we duly did. She looks to be in running order, but what amused my warped sense of humour is that she had an alarm installed. She had originally been supplied with only an immobilizer – obviously less than successful.
The engine number and VIN (Vehicle Identification Number) had been removed, but she had Microdot technology which showed the original VIN. Pity the Microdots (clearly marked label on the windscreen) didn’t dissuade them from stealing the damn thing in the first place.
We finally get home, late for lunch. Open the door, cat saunters out and starts hassling a bird. Forcibly remove cat. The bird turned out to be a swift. It looked confused, if anything. No visible injuries. I often just put wild birds in a quite place and give them a chance to recover. Very often they perk up after a while and can be released.
This one didn’t. They are insectivorous, so I couldn’t give it seed or anything similar. I start phoning around – I know when I’m out of my depth. Was referred to “Fallen Feathers”. In case you are interested, swifts have soft beaks and can be given a small ball of raw mince. If you can get the beak open. Yes.
Point number one, it was around six o’clock at night. I have no mince.
Point number two. I can open a pigeon’s beak, but they’re much bigger! And no soft beak. From out of my depth I have gone to needing a snorkel. The address is more than 35 km away. I’m not great at night driving. Not all of the street lights are working and the road marking are faint.
I did manage to get there and back in one piece. I hope the bird makes it, although I will admit I am not hopeful.