The Birds

This entry is part 7 of 12 in the series Hallowe'en Horror Week

When we lived in Leatherhead we had a lovely garden that the local birds used to visit regularly for food. Whenever we would put a fat cake the starlings would flock to us. Squabbling, squawking, fighting they would strip the food in a matter of minutes. It was a sight to behold and very often I would mutter “It’s like The Birds out there”….