Sunday, October 27th. 6-30am and closure to a wet and windy night… Dawn and as I lay in bed, part of the large jackdaw community that roosts near our village, cascadedí from out of a wild, angry sky on to a large oak tree some 150 metres away from the house. A few minutes later, they returned to the air and caught by the still strong, gusty westerly wind, were hurtled downwind, chatting merrily away to one another. In my opinion, jackdaws appear to be some of the happiest creatures alive.