Stone the crows!

Two crows = good luck. 

Three crows = good health.

Four crows = wealth. It goes downhill from there, five crows = illness and six crows = death.. not called a murder of crows for nothing 😉

 There's a point to all that :) Funny story! I have two crows that wake me in the morning with their cawing, they drive me mad for many reasons, two of which are that they muddy up the birdbath with stale bread and chase the smaller birds off. Feeling a little better yesterday I dragged myself out of bed to have lunch by the sea with P. Seriously, can you believe we were joined by a pair of raucous crows screeching at us to get a move on. I said to P jokingly wonder if they are our crows. Driving home he said 'can you hear the flapping above, they're trying to get home before us' :) I'm not particularly fond of crows, those beady eyes are a bit creepy and I will be watching in-case they bring friends along, FOUR altogether and no more 😃 Happy Friday, take care and stay safe. . Btw thank you so much for the get well wishes yesterday.. P.p.s. don't worry there will be NO stoning of the crows :)

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