Tales of the Bird Man: Eggs in the Pantry

Eggs in the Pantry

“What’s that godawful smell coming from the pantry?” my mother asked, of no-one in particular as she walked through from the living room to the kitchen. “I don’t know,” my dad called through, from where he was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea. “I noticed it this morning.” “And you didn’t say … Read moreTales of the Bird Man: Eggs in the Pantry