The pineapple was just about ready to be picked . It was yellow , had slipped over on the side , but was still hard, so it was decided to cover it up with a plastic colander for a day or two. Sitting on top of the pineapple , the colander looked like a ventilated German winklepicker helmet .That night , before going to bed , as usual , the backyard was checked for wildlife, especially wretched feral cats . A grey wallaby was seen hop away, one of our resident Curlews ran into the darkness.
Up early, there was a Curlew waiting at the backdoor to be fed. On throwing cut up tucker to the bird , this blogger glanced at the pineapple patch . Donnen und blitzen ! Staring at me was a strange creature which looked as if a refugee from Sesame Street central casting . The winklepicker had been brushed aside, the pineapple well and truly munched .
