Forget about Britain’s Got Talent. Janine Marsh reckons there should be a show just for chickens.
Chickens Got Talent
Ihave had what I think might be a genius idea: a Chickens Have Talent show. It was inspired by my flock who recently put on a bit of a performance when I had a visitor. My friend Guy popped in to see where I live. I welcomed him into my little farmhouse in the middle of nowhere, rural France, and made him a cup of tea in the kitchen. Then we sat down to have a chat.
My kitchen overlooks the garden and at the bottom of it are the bird pens with my four geese, 32 ducks and 24 chickens.
Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Ken the cockerel under the gazebo, his BFF Barbie was following him about as usual. Ken and Barbie are escape artists and go where they like.
“He seems pretty tame,” said Guy. He’d read some of my stories of ‘psycho Ken’ in previous Your Chickens issues.
“He hasn’t seen you yet,” I said. And, right on cue Ken, looked up. “Now he’s seen you,” I said. Ken straightened up, thrust his chest out and managed to look indignant that a stranger had come into ‘his’ territory.
“He’s going to run down the garden and throw himself at the door, stare at you and then sing a song,” I said. Guy looked at me sceptically.
Next minute, Ken ran down
the garden, threw himself at the door, stared hard at Guy and burst into song. He has a very loud crow with a little sigh at the end, he sounds like Minnie Ripperton singing Loving You.
Guy and I both laughed. That drove Ken mad. He crowed even louder, jumped up and down, flapped his wings, knocked things over and was clearly in a temper.
Meanwhile Barbie ran around the terrace chasing the cats who ran off down the garden. The geese started honking wildly at the sight of the furry animals they don’t like. Kendo Nagasaki, a colourful and excitable bantam cockerel, jumped up in a tree and was swinging wildly like a trapeze chicken. He was screeching at the top of his voice – it sounded like he was egging Ken on. Rambo the duck decided to climb the fence and sit and watch the fun which made all the ducks quack and it sounded just like they were laughing. Gregory Peck rounded up his favourite bird, Bessie the bossy Cream Legbar, and all the other girls and herded them off to another part of the pen where they sat around squawking and clucking at the shenanigans going on.
And that’s when I got my genius idea for Chickens Have Talent… I reckon I’m on a winner there!
He’s going to run down the garden and throw himself at the door, stare at you and then sing a song
ABOVE: Can your chicken put on a funny costume and dance?
BELOW: Janine with her chickens