It all started with a little bird (no, he didn’t tell me so). He looked so small and cute just walking around big Trago Mills, our favourite shopping complex (for want of a better description), and he caught my eye. He became a bit twitchy when I became a twitcher and took out my mobile camera. The unwilling model walked over to a couple of lovebirds for moral support but they only had eyes for each other and the tiny bird darted off into the air.

The amorous peacock and the interested peahen suddenly noticed that they were stood next to a motorised chariot, the type used by disabled or old people who have difficulty in getting around under their own steam. And now I think I’ll let the photographs finish telling the story…