A few days before Christmas, my owner popped into our local supermarket to purchase a final few items which would be needed over the festive period. And in front of the spirits section, he was unexpectedly approached by a nice young lady who needed some advice about whisky. “You see”, she explained, “I run a mother and toddler group and we got someone to dress up to be Father Christmas so I thought I’d better get him a bottle of whisky.” Then she added: “I’m not sure we’ll a

Have you noticed how humans come up with all sorts of strange ideas? I say “strange” as opposed to “clever” because some of their inventions are designed to mask the fact that they are really quite dim. For example, they now have “smart” watches. I reckon they have to make them “smart” because otherwise some humans would be too thick to be able to tell the time. And then they also have their mobile phones. Who in their right mind would come up with the idea of creating a phon

We parrots love the story of the nativity. Not only is it a very happy story, but it also includes lots of animals. There are the farm animals in the stable and all those sheep on the surrounding hills being watched over by the shepherds. And later, there are even some camels which make an appearance. It’s just a shame that no parrots are featured, but hey-ho, if we had been there, we’d probably have sat in a row on the edge of the crib and started to gnaw our way through it!

It’s almost Christmas Day! My owner’s got all of the Christmas lights up, and I’ve got my very own “parrot grotto” effect over my side of the kitchen. I absolutely love it! There’s a feeling of anticipation building in the house amongst all the humans that live here. And the radio is blurting out all kinds of Christmas songs and carols. In fact, I’ve just heard Andy William’s singing “It’s the most wonderful time of the year.” But I wonder how many humans truly believe that?

It started off as a normal morning. It was a murky day outside. I was busy preening on a perch next to the kitchen window, and my owner was sitting at the table right next to me, eating his breakfast and listening to the radio. When, suddenly, I let out a loud shriek of panic and fell to the ground. My owner was a bit slow to react, thinking that I’d simply slipped off my perch. He casually turned to look, and then his eyes came face to face with those of a large female Sparr

It’s dark and cold outside. Over the last month, it’s barely stopped raining. Everyone seems to have a cold. Humans have been dashing around, buying food and presents, and trying to get on top of their work before the Christmas Break. Stress, stress, stress. Pressure. Pressure. Pressure. How can Christmas be “the most wonderful time of the year”? And yet the birth of Jesus in a lowly stable, along with His death on the cross, is probably the most momentous thing that we will

Well, it’s nearly Christmas time now. Just one week to go. And Christmas is a time when parrots can have great fun around the house. I can really let my crest down and do exciting things such as climbing up the Christmas Tree or swinging upside-down on the strings of Christmas lights. And when no one is looking, I can go and eat all of the berries off the holly that the humans have hung up in the hallway. Happy days! But of course, Christmas isn’t always such a happy occasion

My owner is a very strange kind of human. He does all kinds of weird things, and his condition always gets worse as we approach Christmas time. Last month, he put out more than thirty light-up animals in the front garden! Fortunately, my blushes were spared because he couldn’t get hold of a light-up parrot. But instead, there’s still a large light-up flamingo out there! Then, the other day, he suddenly appeared in the house with a church. Not a real one of course, but a ‘ligh