On the way back from the shop last night (see earlier recipe!). In the carpark beneath my window was this poor dead starling seemingly having been stunned or meeting a similar fate. Near by a bright red umbrella was swirling in the wind and next to a bin was a toy drum. All we needed was a jester or a boy dressed as a drummer boy and Fish to pop up and I would have walked into a Marillion lp shoot! :( thankfully I got home unmolested by Grendle or similar and watched the Fantastic Four which was surprisingly good.
To remember the true hell of Fish and the boys go here and watched through your fingers skip to end and see Mr Dick wearing a helmet and playing army!