We got a letter visitor from the council, who was responding to complaints about the increased Rooster-age over the last few weeks.
The story in short – The council has friendly and encouraging representatives. My surrounding neighbours are bad-tempered. George has to be quiet or be gone.
We have built a blackout-box for him, which is small and dark, and it hurts us to put him in it each night. But it does seem to keep him quiet until we let him out at a more decent hour.
Now we just have to hope that the half-a-dozen OTHER roosters in the neighbourhood don’t upset our precious motorbike-driving, dog barking, subourban and coke drinking, commercial radio listening neanderthals.