Time, the healer

Hobbling between the garages, I kept out of the way of that cowardly loony. That Diana though, she was pretty nice.... gentle as she scooped me up... and the "shoo"... delivered as you would to a favourite nephew. In a different world, I could....... (wonder if she fancied a different pecker?)

I was far away from that bloody gamekeeper, so I reckoned I was in the clear. But a couple of years later, foraging behind the garages, helping myself to bird seed, I was one big fat cripple.

Philosophically speaking though, Nev did me a favour.... longer life!... murderous bastard!