This is Fred. For the past few days the wonderful, enjoyable, sizzling heat, which will no doubt cause all sorts of pains later, has led me to keep all the windows open to some extent. How lovely that is you rich folks in warm climes will never comprehend. However with such benefits as heat the open window sees many bluebottles pass through in the mistaken belief that herein lies a MacDonald's, Indian takeaway or council rubbish tip. They may be near the mark with the last one mind. These beasties usually seek the quickest way out when approached, fly's however, called walks if you tear their legs off I suppose, hover around the lamp dangling in the middle of the room for ever and ever I find. Quite why they follow such irregular patters in flight I know not but I certainly do know they avoid rolled up newspapers very expertly indeed.
Fred however comes into a different category. For one I have no idea what he, although intellectual he aint, and for two it may not be him, it may be lots of him, about that I am not sure. Let me explain.
The kitchen window opens from the bottom, day by day I have found Fred trapped inside the window, when open, without the wherewithal to sink down two inches and fly away. Instead he rushes around getting frustrated by his inability to get through thin air which is so hard beneath him. His mum never explained glass to him. Daily I have been using my hand, or a small piece of paper, to guide him down about two inches to the freedom of the skies. Sometimes I do this several times yet he never appears to learn. Constantly he returns, constantly I help him out. he will never meet a Mrs Beastie like this! I canny understand why he does not avoid the window, indeed I am not sure where he comes from. Maybe there is a nest of these just below my line of sight under the window? Maybe he is not Fred but lots of Freds? There is no doubt they are all daft if that is the case.
In the Democratic Congo folks are killing one another, Syria sees hundreds die daily, Egypt is in a ferment, Christians in Vietnam, North Korea, all the nations with 'Khan' in their name and in the middle east are being tortured or persecuted, hospitals fill with the sick waiting for aid, accidents occur or roads daily, economic plight keeps millions awake, yet I worry about Fred?
Sometimes I wonder about me, I really do.......