Neighbours

The second stage of a revolution started yesterday. I went out to the front verandah at 3ish and found a box of food scraps. It was a large polystyrene box full of wholemeal bread crusts, beetroot tops, assorted vegie scraps and old baby spinach. The revolutionary's note was short and sweet, it said:THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE THIS FOR THE CHOOKS.ANGAng, is our next door neighbour, Angie.I have been