Kosi

The tale the blue tits told

It was a bright autumn day. The hedgerows were bright with rosehips and the brambles were covered in red and purple berries. A pair of blue tits were hopping busily about, stuffing themselves. A flock of sparrows were just as busily scrabbling in the grass below for insects and seeds. 

A fat juice berry fell on a sparrow’s head. “Oi there!” called the sp…