Parrot and her babies

Oh bless her (although listening to that for hours would probably drive you nuts.)

I'd love a parrot but won't bother as it would probably outlive me and I doubt my son would be chuffed to have a parrot included in my estate.

I worked for a couple who had a parrot called Bert. They also had a poodle, Augustus. Bert used to whistle for Augustus. He'd come running and bounce up and down trying to work out who was whistling to him and why. Bert used to say "stupid effing dog". I'm not quite sure how he learnt that one but he'd never say "stupid effing dog" without the whistling palaver first.

When I used to go in and ask if anyone had anything for the post at the end of the day Bert used to say " hurry, hurry, last post, bloody postman won't wait". Mind you he would say that at random.