Just to bring railroads and roosters back into focus for Fr. Fred and to wish him and his companions God Speed on their journey south to York, I enclose this snippet about cigars and the famous I.K. Brunel, whom I believe always arose at cock crow.
I hope we have a new sighting soon, I’m worried, heard 'bout a lass that tried to ride a big chicken… spindly legs gave out…
Ya jest never know
Shall we say these postings are for the birds???