Post by Whisker on Jan 13, 2013 14:00:42 GMT -1
Yesterday I went to Woodies, which is a huge store where you can get all sorts of household goods, DIY and garden stuff. The other branches of Woodies that I know have their garden centre outdoors.This one, which is extremely large, has the garden centre indoors. Nice, considering what the weather girl calls "wintry precipitation" of rain sleet and snow, we've been having outside.
I came there with the intention of finding a bird-feeder to put close to my kitchen window.
As I wandered around looking for this, I could not help but notice that the place was ringing with the the most cheery bird-song. This was over and above the piped music that was wafting through from another part of the building.
I looked up into the high ceiling that is roofed in a type of corrugated perspex, which let the light though. I was hoping to see some speakers that were piping in the bird music.
"What a clever idea!" I'm thinking, to entice people into the indoor garden centre, giving an authentic feel of the outdoors and, hopefully persuading people to buy.
Nowhere could I see any speakers among the heavy metal rafters.
After wandering for some time, without finding the section for bird-feeders, I asked an assistant for help. As he was showing me some of the selection they had, the bird song was still to be heard continuously.
I asked him was this bird music piped, as I hadn't seen where the speakers were - nor had I seen any birds!
"No!" he replied "That's from two robins the live here all the time".
I felt he was attempting to pull my leg.
"You're not joking, are you,?" I replied. "Are you trying to fool me?"
"No!" he insisted. "There really are two robins here that live full-time in this building. The evidence is the amount of sh*t you find all over the place. We've tried to catch them, but without success."
I was starting to take him more seriously.
Next thing, like a flash, something darted past us in a downward arc. It headed for the tables where pot-plants were displayed and disappeared from sight.
It could not have been anything else but a robin.
There was the proof! No more to be said!
I went away marveling at how just two tiny robins could fill this monumental place with such glorious music.
I came there with the intention of finding a bird-feeder to put close to my kitchen window.
As I wandered around looking for this, I could not help but notice that the place was ringing with the the most cheery bird-song. This was over and above the piped music that was wafting through from another part of the building.
I looked up into the high ceiling that is roofed in a type of corrugated perspex, which let the light though. I was hoping to see some speakers that were piping in the bird music.
"What a clever idea!" I'm thinking, to entice people into the indoor garden centre, giving an authentic feel of the outdoors and, hopefully persuading people to buy.
Nowhere could I see any speakers among the heavy metal rafters.
After wandering for some time, without finding the section for bird-feeders, I asked an assistant for help. As he was showing me some of the selection they had, the bird song was still to be heard continuously.
I asked him was this bird music piped, as I hadn't seen where the speakers were - nor had I seen any birds!
"No!" he replied "That's from two robins the live here all the time".
I felt he was attempting to pull my leg.
"You're not joking, are you,?" I replied. "Are you trying to fool me?"
"No!" he insisted. "There really are two robins here that live full-time in this building. The evidence is the amount of sh*t you find all over the place. We've tried to catch them, but without success."
I was starting to take him more seriously.
Next thing, like a flash, something darted past us in a downward arc. It headed for the tables where pot-plants were displayed and disappeared from sight.
It could not have been anything else but a robin.
There was the proof! No more to be said!
I went away marveling at how just two tiny robins could fill this monumental place with such glorious music.