In March 2005 , when we still lived in the city, we witnessed a disturbence in our back garden. It turned out to be a bunch of crows bullying an African Grey parrot. As is usual we rescued it and took it in. We were puzzled to say the least. No tags or rings, wings not clipped. So we went to the papers. Turned out he escaped from a pet shop across town (and the river) a few minutes after he had arrived there. We reluctantly returned him as we had grown very attached to him in the few days we had him. Pictured with Finn and one of Hannah in the Irish Times.
