Choking the Chicken

We arrived home to find a large chicken sitting in our kitchen sink.

The bird was flapping furiously and dislodging various cups and plates.

It was mildly confusing because the house was empty and all of the doors and windows were closed.

Pippa made a brave attempt to catch the bird but it remained elusive and worse, started to shriek angrily.

Feathers were flying everywhere and we quickly realised there was a lot of crockery at stake.

The bird glared at us so we decided to leave it in peace.

Our dear ‘mum’ and ‘sister’ soon arrived home and observed the chaos that was unfolding before them.

Joss stepped forward and pointed to a large sack on the floor.

“The chicken was in there,” she said helpfully.

“It must have escaped.”

She took a small brave step towards the bird but, once again, it reacted violently and we collapsed in helpless giggles.

“Ma-mi,” Joss pleaded.

Norma slipped patiently through our laughter and, after a bit of fluster and a lot of flapping, managed to grab the bird as it tried to fly into the toaster.

“Be quiet,” she told it and snapped its neck.

We had roast chicken the following evening.


  1. Debs

    Top tip then, if Norma the chicken stranger tells you to be quiet – don’t just obey but vacate the premises!
    Was it tasty?

    Similar thing happened to me as a kid in Singapore (well not the broken neck thing) when asked by one of the chinese cooks at the market what I wanted for my tea, I pointed to a chicken, which he promptly ‘necked’ as I believe it’s called, plucked and butchered i for me! nice

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