Jane, I've got a big favour to ask you . . ." "Yes-es" - I have learnt over the years not to agree prematurely. "We are going away as a family next month so there is no-one to look after Dylan." Oh, I … [Read more...]

After surviving eight years at the bottom of the pecking order in the middle of my large family, my pet parrot was moved into the relative quiet of my new husband's and my flat. I continued to play … [Read more...]

Unbelievably Polly suffered no ill-effects from spending a fortnight at sea followed by four days on a train. When we reached our new home her cage was placed next to a wooden bookcase in the main … [Read more...]

"And what would you like me to bring you back?" asked my Father as he set off once more for the Gold Coast - now known as Ghana. "A pet parrot, please" I responded.  "I'd like a cheetah!" I was in awe … [Read more...]