H5N1

So the dead parrot of the Acopolypse has arrived at last,and about time too.Lets hope he's not sleeping,pining or pretending,an ex-parrot in fact.Mind you,according to the B.B.C., Heathrow Airport is no longer a part of the U.K. as technically, Great Britain remains free of Avian Flu. Are they trying a "Python"? Is the parrot dead or merely pining?Is he sleeping or has the
Empire abandoned Heathrow and left it to its own devices?
What about all the old and lonely people who have no other company apart from their beloved budgie or cockatoo? Are they to strangle their only companion or perhaps be packed
off to quarantine camps with their pets? Perhaps they will be exiled to the now stateless Heathrow?
Still,every cloud is not without it's silver lining and we can always hope that among the earliest casualties of the Pandemic will be the likes of the unmentionable Louis Walsh,who should have been prosecuted years ago for polluting the airwaves and in general for being a
thoroughly objectionable and horrible little bollix.Rumour has it that he has been coaching a
quartet of Mynah birds to take over when Westlife are discovered to be in reality a gang of
Polish Ladyboy Carpenters living here illegally while drawing the Dole.