Well, they got the bird as you might say although it was a struggle. Elusive as you might expect from a darting, flitting flycatcher. It wasn't seen yesterday so it was only around for one full day. Joy to a few and disappointment for many.
Speaking of limerick; From the crypt of the church of St. Giles, Came a scream that soared high o'er the tiles, The cause of this howl was a vicar named Powell, Who'd forgotten, the Bishop had piles.
'Find your enemy and shoot him down - everything else is unimportant.'
