Random thoughts

Do you ever get random thoughts, and you think: ‘Where did that come from?’ Or is it just me? I like to think that it’s sometimes God speaking to me, but sometimes I’m not sure. I was just sitting here, for example, minding my own business when what I think is an old Chinese proverb (they usually are) popped into my muddled head from somewhere: ‘You can’t stop birds from flying over your head, but you can stop them nesting in your hair.’ I’ve not got much hair these days, so nesting would be a fundamental problem, I think, but I suppose that’s not the point. Maybe it surfaced in my little brain as we now have two arrogant and stubborn jackdaws nesting defiantly in the chimney pot. I purposely kept a good fire smoking away (and covered the chimney with chicken wire), but they still managed to build a des res which is blocking half of my chimney. Yesterday I lashed an extra bit of ladder to the top of my already-long extension ladder with a view to climbing up there and giving them a piece of my mind (and a quick demolition job), but Yelly would have none of it. She felt that sacrificing my life - even for such audacious jackdaws - was perhaps premature. The jackdaws just looked down superciliously (now there’s a good word) and mocked me, knowing that they were well out of reach. Annoying birds! Thankfully it’s raining horizontally today, so I hope they get smoke up their smug bums and water in their beady little eyes. (Not sure I’m being very eco-friendly here. Sorry.)
Not sure why I’m telling you all this. Isn’t this what blogs are about? The slightly deranged musings of an un-hinged mind? I suppose the bottom line is I’ve worked out a better proverb: ‘You can’t stop birds from flying over your house, but you can shoot the bastards.’ (Sorry, that’s not only not very eco-friendly, but also a bit rude. Pesky birds have got to me, I think.) Do you think God’s trying to tell me something?