I was woken this morning by the mother-in-law to say that the (live) chicken Ava had been given yesterday had escaped its box overnight and flown off the balcony. JD and I got dressed quickly and found it in a small patch of garden behind the flat. But then it squeezed through a fence and "flew" 200m down the hill into someone's tennis court. We got out the e-bike and found the way down to the court, caught the chicken and returned home. It will be dispatched later.
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