It's that time of year again when Fred and Rose return from warmer climes to mate in full view of guests in the rear rooms of the Avalon, and go on to produce a brood of chicks with remarkably antisocial natures.
I got some early intervention underway - a plastic falcon which I filled with cement and then cemented into a plant tray and placed strategically on our flat roof staring straight at their ledge. They came back two weeks ago, squawked alarmingly and left.
Yesterday they were back but today, the workmen arrived for the lady who lives in the house and covered the small flat roof they call home with netting. So they cannot land!
I'll keep you posted but it would seem their nesting site for some years has been closed down and rendered unusable.
I have to admit to not feeling too sad about this!
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