Miss Mundy Pigeon, who normally lives in her little pad on the second floor of Dar Jehan, was reported missing yesterday. A little crowd of nosy parkers gathered to watch her perch, with many exclamations of worry and dismay as the morning wore on. There was a general consensus that Miss Mundy had a) been kidnapped b) emigrated 3) found a nicer home. Much to everyone’s relief however, Miss Mundy suddenly appeared at 11:30 AM. She landed abruptly in the ‘living room’ side of her perched and was seen to scurry, sideways, like a crab, very, very rapidly, to the loo pile. She quickly positioned herself over the loo and went about her business, changing position every so often. After a good session on the pile, she staggered off and literally hobbled off the pile, limping with obvious exhaustion to the other side of the perch.Ms Mundy Pigeon's Appearance: Around the middle of the 2009/2010 academic year, November, Miss Mundy, the real, human one, rushed up to Nur in a fluster, in the school car park, thrust a photograph into her face and gasped that there was a rare bird perched on the lower window sill on one of the first floor windows of Dar Jehan. Nur went to have a look and discovered that it was most probably a pigeon escaped from a collector ; slightly brown in colour. She didn’t tell Miss Mundy though.
30 May 2011
Headline in the daily newspaper: “Missing Pigeon re-appears with Stomach problems"
Miss Mundy Pigeon, who normally lives in her little pad on the second floor of Dar Jehan, was reported missing yesterday. A little crowd of nosy parkers gathered to watch her perch, with many exclamations of worry and dismay as the morning wore on. There was a general consensus that Miss Mundy had a) been kidnapped b) emigrated 3) found a nicer home. Much to everyone’s relief however, Miss Mundy suddenly appeared at 11:30 AM. She landed abruptly in the ‘living room’ side of her perched and was seen to scurry, sideways, like a crab, very, very rapidly, to the loo pile. She quickly positioned herself over the loo and went about her business, changing position every so often. After a good session on the pile, she staggered off and literally hobbled off the pile, limping with obvious exhaustion to the other side of the perch.
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