Maybe a caption? Oh Oi be a pheasant plucker, me! Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Author: Janus Hey! I'm back ...... and front View all posts by Janus
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four plucked birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.
Pseu : What’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. (are they Canada geese?…. Gooses?) Nym, see #3.
When I was invited into the shed to spend some time with naked birds, I was not quite expecting this!
Boadicea's Chariot 
No, I know they’re not pheasnts but anyway……. can you identify the birds?
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Four plucked birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
Soutie, yes! The Beeb says they’re bronze turkeys. Woo-oo!
Plucking hell
Plucking? I can’t be feathered.
What’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
(are they Canada geese?…. Gooses?)
Nym, see #3.
As snow fell on the old barn, George struggled to score five in a row for a bonus point.
Aha! Missed that! (I’m sure it wasn’t there….)
When I was invited into the shed to spend some time with naked birds, I was not quite expecting this!
Charles finds the Duchy of Cornwall’s latest organic venture somewhat tiring.
I don’t mind the plucking as I am a Pheasant plucker, but I do object to the stuffing afterwards.