Now, I know I can sometimes go on a bit and I know that I have shared with you before some thoughts on the subject of Crows (see Lazy Days30.05.08) but I really do think some of them are getting a bit above themselves. For example there I was the other day displaying all the grace of a fully fledged male Osprey sitting on Adam’s Post having caught a rather tasty fish when I saw this rather large Crow moving in on me. He was hoping that (a) I might drop the fish...as if? Or (b) I might drop a tasty morsel that he might benefit from.....not completely unheard of. But I had a good grip on this one and no part of him was going anywhere; when suddenly he disappeared and I felt a whack on the back of my tail. Do you know what the cheeky blighter had done? He jumped on my tail! The tail that had driven this old bird three thousand miles to get here and the tail that was now supporting a rather hungry family. I ask you! Anyway,  I thought the best policy was to give this Crow some space so I moved down on to the beach. Trouble is he followed and I felt another old twitch of the tail, so I moved again onto the marsh. Then I figure out what was going on. The Crow was getting behind me where I couldn’t see him.....now that is just not cricket or even the Osprey version of cricket. If he had come to the front or side, like any decent self respecting Crow I would have given him my mean glassy eyed stare and he would have wilted from the post. As it was I moved again and then again and then thought the nest looked like a good place to be. By the way just in case that Crow has been spreading rumours about what a bright boy he is, he didn’t get any of the fish, not even a fin, so there!