Goth Chicken

I'm sure there is a 'proper' name, but this is what my closest friend and I dubbed this fancy chicken we saw at a garden centre today! She was very stylish in her glossy, black plume. My friend and I met at art college (where we were mostly dressed in black, and looked very moody, much like this chicken) so I had to blip her. 

We met up with our little ones in tow, who are of a similar age and it was so good to catch up, albeit in snatched sentences between chasing up climbing-frames, or rummaging in our bag for snacks/baby wipes/drinks etc. 

The children love the bird area there and the aquatics bit. I managed to resist buying any plants for myself which I was quite proud of.

We've not been there for ages but as we pulled into the carpark LMB said 'we came here with Granny and the peacock made a loud noise and I was scared and I ran to Granny and jumped into her arms and felt safe'. Well... That got me. 

Then in classic LMB style she then made me laugh by saying 'we should write that in my memory book.. but leave out the bit about being scared, just the hugging part'. 

I love that girly so much.