I listened with interest to the differences between milking cows and milking giraffes, to the description of the milk and how similar to goats' milk it was, and to the fact that they were marketing it in small cartons for now because it was an 'acquired taste' and the customer base wasn't yet secure. 'Do you milk them by hand?' the presenter asked, and the zookeeper said, 'Of course - she'd be frightened by being attached to a milking machine' and I thought, 'Too right. Why does everything have to be mechanised anyhow?'
The farmer concerned offered the presenter 'tea or coffee?' so she could try the milk, but she opted to try the milk neat. 'So would I,' I thought. 'Creamy milk like that wouldn't make very nice tea.'
Then I woke up properly and remembered what the date was.
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A few years ago, Radio 4 did an item on the 'Eurovision Songbird Contest' that was going to be held alongside the normal Eurovision Song Contest. England was going to nominate the blackbird as its contestant. They played a clip of a blackbird singing and then a few clips of other birds being put forward by the different European countries. I thought the contest a fabulous idea and decided I would definitely watch that. I remember thinking, 'I wonder how they'll get them all there.'
Later that day, I told someone at work all about the songbird contest.
It took months for the teasing to stop.
Next year, I shall be on my guard for the 'Giraffes Got Talent' item. They're not going to get me again.
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