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Young Crow

16 Jun

Margot took these a few years ago in Spring Bank cemetery..


Big Boy

28 May

We have a pair of crows nesting nearby and every year at this time of the year they go just a little crazy. Nothing and I do mean nothing is allowed to fly anywhere near their nest. Chief object of their passion is a herring gull that has given up the nautical life for one of municipal scrounging. His poor life is hell just at the moment; no rest even if he’s a couple of hundred yards from the nest and I wouldn’t fancy being pecked by that beak. It’ll all be calm again once the fledglings appear in a few weeks


14 Apr

 A crow has taken to sitting on our neighbour’s chimney as the evening sky grows dark.

The weekend in black and white is here.

Friendly Crow

20 Oct

Have I mentioned before that I think crows are a bit special? This one simply would not budge until I took its picture, so what was I to do?
Meanwhile in another part of town (and on a different planet perhaps) there were complaints that crows on Holderness Road were getting too bold and “intimidating” people because (and now we reach new heights of fantasy) the local McDs was closed for a refurb! “Crows on the rampage in Hull because they can’t get their McDonald’s fix” ran the headline. For heaven’s sake! Are the folk of East Hull who survived the Blitz without so much as a whimper suddenly afraid of a few feathered friends? Two crows were seen pecking at a dead pigeon which it was claimed they had killed! Something must be done about it! Well no, something must not be done about it. “Carrion Crows Eat Carrion” wouldn’t really make much of a story but in the febrile imagination of a local journo it’s practically Hitchcockian out on Holdy Road. Just to be absolutely clear on this, crows clear up the mess made by people; it’s either them or rats, you make your choice.
The weekend in black and white is here.

Too slow

16 Jul
If you want that slice of tomato off the pavement don’t dawdle or big brother will pinch it from under your beak and leave you chasing shadows. Two young crows were being a bit bold on Holderness Road the other day, even trying their luck on some café tables.


17 Apr

The weekend in black and white is here

Crow Town

1 Mar

   Crow Town
   This is a crow town –
   there are no magpies round here.
   Solid black from beak to tailfeather.
   We don’t do your fancy
   piebald glad rags.
   We don’t talk your poncy language.
   We do your straight
   evisceration of live fledgelings
   while the mother squawks.
   No frills, no grace-notes.
   We don’t go for bright gewgaws
   or pinch girls’ earrings.
   We don’t mince about in tidings;
   when we gang up
   they call it a murder.
   We don’t bring bad luck
   or good either.
   Nobody bows and sucks up to us.
   Nobody jabbers silly rhymes.
   This is a crow town
   where crows live and do crow things.
   We want no magpies round here.
                             Margot K Juby
Today being the first of the month the theme for City Daily Photo is ‘Where I belong‘. Hah! Well I live in or near Hull but certainly have no sense of belonging here, so, well anyway crows are nice … 
Margot’s poem appeared in Old City, New Rumours – Edited by Ian Gregson and Carol Rubens which came out last year; and a strange thing it is too, an anthology celebrating an earlier anthology, wherever will it end this ‘most poetic city in England’. Click on that link to read Margot’s review of this collection if you’ve nowt better to do.