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Because I hadn't been attacked as yet I was firmly convinced that I was safe to go outside and do some gardening. I fitted my hat out just in case and in the morning I collected all my equipment and marched down to the first garden plot I was going to attack, all went well there and I moved onto the next plot. I didn't have any problems there either except that the postie stopped at our letter box to drop off the mail and obviously noticed my newly designed hat and to be fair he did refrain from laughing but did ask if I had a problem with swooping maggies. We had a nice chat regarding a recent caravan experience they had where his wife had been taunted badly by the local black and whites, probably why he managed not to laugh at me. I stood up to move to the next plot and was slammed from behind, I turned to face my opponent who was obviously ready to continue the fight hanging above my head. Not to stand for this I shook my fists and called it a stupid Minor bird, double entendre intended, and a stupid f**king son of a bitch, at this stage he must have realised I was a mad woman and he retreated to a high position on our antenna to consider his next move. Before I knelt at the next plot I removed my gardening fork and placed it within easy reach ready for the next attack. The next time he came at me I waved my fork around which did seem to worry him a bit and he backed off. Two more time he thought he would have a go and both times I shook the fork at him thinking he would have to suffer the consequences of his actions if he was pinged by the fork. After that I was left alone to continue with the gardening. I had moved inside and was preparing dinner for the night when there was a knock at the door, it was our man who services our water treatment plant. We stood having a chat for awhile about snakes, and how he had come across a few at our property, he has been visiting here for 17 years, I said that is nothing the snakes are ok and then told him about Mad Maggie which he discounted and then moved on to do the servicing but not before I asked him if he would like to borrow a cap to go out there, "No I'll be ok". So I look out 2 minutes later to find he has his hoodie up and he is looking up to the trees to keep an eye on the birds, most of the time he walked backwards so that he could watch the trees. I did take a cheeky photo of him cleaning the filter, I couldn't resist, and did have a bit of a sympathy chuckle. My message though is if you are going to visit us be prepared and wear a hat.
