Oh Brian! What did you do? ….”Got Told Off, I Did!”

The latest episode from the talking bird from Turkey ~ Brian guest writer from Uncle Spikes Adventures 

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Hey Aunty Gill – yep, I’m still here!
BUT…
I’m “on notice”, as Farmer Spike says, and may help add to the bags of frozen soup if I don’t change my ways – oops! You see, this past month or so I’ve been having some teenage issues, and I’ve done some dumb stuff Aunty Gill .
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Every day, Farmer Spike lets us out from under the steps, a.k.a. ‘home’, and throws us a hand full of barley each to peck at. To be honest, Farmer Spike is a nice guy, as even though we roam free each day, and this food is not a necessity, we’ve come to expect such offerings every morning and again at dusk.
When Farmer Spike’s mom is here, or Great Aunt Spike as we call her, she usually feeds us biscuits around 4 o’clock in the afternoon too. This is ace, and we learnt to scoff right out of her hand too  She’s an octogenarian apparently; although I have absolutely no idea what that is, coz she only has two arms n legs, not eight!
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Anyway, talking of Great Aunt Spike and her arms n legs; well, that’s part of my problem. In my excitement to scoff said biccies each day, I started to follow her. Then one day I wanted the biccies before she was ready, and then sort of chased her… Now’ I’m a placid sort of chap really, but biccies are just sooooo yum, that I sort of lose myself. Then one day I went too far, and side-kicked Great Aunt Spike with my spurs (rear facing fighting talons), tearing a small gash in her leg, and receiving a few cuss words and a wave with her stick in doing so. Great Aunt Spike told me off big time, but being a bolshie teenager, I didn’t listen much.
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No biccies for a few days.
A week later, and Great Aunt Spike went back home, after another seven week ‘tour of duty’ here on Spike’s Farm. Now, Farmer Spike doesn’t do ‘biccies’ for us, and so we were feeling a little put out, so guess what this little dumb-butt did; I side-swiped Farmer Spike too in my frustration about the biccies dilemma.
Oops, my bad! He is quicker than I thought for an old’un, and I received a steel-toed boot up my feathered jacksy for my sins. Ouch that hurt [grrrrr]; but Farmer Spike wasn’t done, oh no. He chased after me, shouting all sorts of stuff I wasn’t sure of (but sounded naughty I think).
Anyway Aunty Gill, I’m still here, but Farmer Spike says if I do that one more time, then I’ll be helping him make some soup. Now, I’m not quite sure what that entails, but he seemed to imply I wouldn’t like it.
Well, best off… will write towards the year end. Love n stuff Aunty Gill, from yer Rooster Nephew, Brian xx

Dear Brian
Behave yourself!
Take my advice…
Love Aunty Gill xxx

Rooster News: Brian the… er…. boss says…..”My first review sucked!”

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Hey Aunty Gill – yep, I’m still here!
There’s been loads of our neighbours volunteering to go work for Mrs Fox (dunno how many more workers she needs like), but anyway, she hasn’t come asking at ours for a while, so me and the gang are still as was 
Biggest news round these parts was old Mary (well, she’s old to me; at least by 9 months, I’m sure of it), decided to become a mom. She started to not come in at night, and Farmer Spike kept finding her sat in the nesting box, but never any eggs there. “Ah, this ones’ gone all broody, looks like”, he said to nobody in particular one evening.
Oh by the way, I’ve been practicing my singing like I said I would – here’s me mid ‘pre-song-flap’ 

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So anyway, the next day, I saw Mary was behind bars. Well, at least that’s what I’d thought. Actually, Farmer Spike had prepared a nesting box all of her own, and added eleven eggs to it. He’d then caught up with Mary and stuck her back under the stairs, with this box, and then closed the gate to ‘encourage’ her to sit on the eggs; which she did.
Trouble was, old Mary, who isn’t that old, has never had kids, and was pretty lame at the sitting lark. She would sit for hours alright, but kept on breaking the darned eggs. However…. phooey, what a stink!! I reckoned it was my cooking, but he’s not into curry much, so I guess it was the eggs after all. After just fifteen of the required twenty days sitting, the place stunk…. And she had ALMOST NO EGGS LEFT; all had been broken, bar one, and Farmer Spike removed that (very carefully too I might add!) – he said that rotten eggs were very ‘light’, hence he ‘knew’ that last one was no good either. He carried it off slowly, and lobbed it over the fence into the deep ditch…. BANG (he was right – another phooey smell over there too).
The next day, over a bowl of water, I was telling Missy all about the goings on. She reckoned Farmer Spike wouldn’t be best pleased…

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She was right. Farmer Spike was grumpy, having ‘wasted 11 eggs’ at a time when the girls maybe lay one between them each day (they like a holiday in the summer). Farmer Spike says maybe old Mary was just no good at being a mom, but then he suggested another, yet more sinister accusation…. Was the rooster (aka, ME) just firing ‘blanks’? Not sure what that means yet Aunty Gill, but he said for my first ‘review’, my future as Rooster wasn’t looking good. Oops.
Best wishes from Rooster Nephew, Brian xx

Oh dear Brian! Love the singing photo of you and what a lovely photo of your gorgeous feathery bottom! But you and Mary sound like a couple of feather brains to me!Perhaps you had both  better put in some study time about making babies. Read the manual these darker nights! I hope things improve soon. It sounds serious to me….
Love Auntie Gillxxx

Rooster News: “Gettin’ the hang of it!”

….. Yes it’s Brian the talking  Rooster from Uncle Spike’s Farm again.
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Hellooo Aunty Gill – yep, another month and I’m still here!!
Mrs Fox has been back…, but only very late at nights, and by then we are all tucked up under the kitchen stairs with the metal gate across to keep us all safe, so ha ha Mrs Fox 

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I’ve been really practicing my singing lots and lots Aunty Gill, especially at two in the morning. I really think my voice sounds best just around that time, but Farmer Spike seems to disagree. But what does he know, eh? This is a photograph that Farmer Spike took of me this week. I was singing my special afternoon song, celebrating a cuddle with Missy a few minutes beforehand. I like cuddling a lot, so I like singing too I guess…

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I tend to do my singing as high up as I can find. I don’t mean from a tree; that would be silly and dangerous – and a bit scary too. But I do like to sing my songs from on top of the coffee table most days. Farmer Spike tells me off though. I think he likes my singing really… but I think he gets annoyed coz I tend to get all excited and drop a little something at the end of my song.Brian 11

Sometimes I stand on top of Junior Spike’s toys to do a spot of yodelling too. That’s fun! But the other day I didn’t half panic. Up I jumped. Flapped my wings to get ready (as us roosters do), and started to sing. One second later the thing went and moved down the slope!!! I almost fell off. I didn’t, but I did do a little something on there as well, oops!
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Chat next month I hope… See ya; from Rooster Nephew, Brian xx

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Hi Brian ~ Lovely to hear from you and to know you are doing so well. I hope you are getting your driver’s license in order! There is nothing quite like winging around in a smart flashy car to impress the ladies! Lots of love take care and see you same place next month from Aunty Gill XX ❤

The life of Brian at Uncle Spike’s Farm….

The Talking Bird from Turkey is: ‘Gettin’ the hang of it!…..’

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Chapter 8

Wotcha Aunty Gill  – guess what? I’m still here!!

Mrs Fox hasn’t requested my services, so I’ve had a whole month in my job of Top Rooster. And I’ll tell you what, it’s a pretty Top Job too. Because of Mrs Fox and her constant demands to ‘borrow’ one of us each day, Farmer Spike put most of the younger gals (my sisters) back into the Girlie Pen, which is next door to Soup Row (where my brothers are). They are safe there he said, but I do kinda miss ‘em to err, ‘play with’. I wander past their pen every day and blow kisses

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I do however, get to live and play with the remaining senior ladies… that’s Mary and Missy. They got used to me now, and stopped beatin’ up on me. That was weird; ya know, me supposed to be ‘The Boss’ and all that! But now we are sort of ‘equals’, and we all stay together as a gang during the day, and sleep under the kitchen stairs at night.

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Ah yes, BIG news to report…. I don’t fall off so much now; nearly got the hang of this bit – and it’s rather fun too. I spend most of the day flappin’ my right wing to the floor, lowering my head, and doing a sort of ‘jig’… then I chase one or both my mature female companions to see if they’ll let me do my balancing bit J I used to keep falling off, which was all a bit embarrassing, but no more, haha!

I wanted a picky of me ‘in action’ – Farmer Spike said “No Brian, inappropriate; especially for your Aunty Gill!”. Oh well.

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Great Aunt Spike was here for a couple of months, and she used to feed me every day. I’m not scared of hoomans anyway as Farmer Spike looked after us as baby chicks, so we know he’s a good’un, so we reckoned his mom would be too. She used to feed me biscuits every afternoon at 5 o’clock. I got used to that, so Farmer Spike carried on that too – RESULT.

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Best wishes from Rooster Nephew, Brian xx
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Dear Brian
Thank you so much for letting us know how you and your friends are getting on. It is nice to know you are getting  your biscuits from kind Uncle Spike. You should try his  carmelised oranges recipe sooooo delicious. By the way~ in the top picture of you~ is that  a new comb one of the Girlies threw to you when you walked by?  Hey ho! Things are looking good Brian.
See you again next time
and take care
from Aunty Gill xx

Meet Brian !

….with the latest Rooster News. Brian is the new talking bird….all the way from Uncle Spike’s farm in Turkey….
(formerly Duke’s Diaries) read on…

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”The world has changed”….. First off, can I call you Aunty Gill too? As the new rooster in town, Farmer Spike said part of my job is to be a nephew to a rather nice hooman – ok, I’m cool with that, and that I should write to you once a month, definitely cool with that too !
As you know, your rooster nephew from Türkiye, the ‘recently-left-for-greener-pastures’ Duke-Cocka-Locky, was a bit of a celebrity all right, what with blogging in foreign lands, trying to take on big man Pablo every three months, as well as his antics in the woodshed!
Talking of Pablo, I know you were expecting him to pick up Duke’s pen, but he too has moved on. He didn’t follow our Duke, just decided to become an overnight statue; found still stuck on his perch the other morning – the old ticker must’ve given out from all his carrying on with his (ahem), ’duties’. This is the last photo Farmer Spike took of Pablo, just for you Aunty Gill.
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So anyway, that left the senior ladies all alone… and then along came me. And this is my first ever photo – not quite got the hang of what to do yet.
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There I was, living with my brothers on Soup Row. That’s what we call it where us boy chooks live. It’s a kinda big pen made of sumfink called chainlink fencing, even on the top to stop Mrs Fox trying to munch our toes. It’s not a bad life out there, with nice grub every morning and night from Farmer Spike. Oh, why “Soup Row”? Well that’s just coz we help make ‘soup’; whatever that is…
Mary, one of the grown-up chooks, or ‘outsiders’ (coz they live ‘on the outside’), told us about Duke, and then Pablo, and that that meant no man to play with. The next evening, just before dusk, Farmer Spike came down to see us a second time – we’d already had some barley an hour before, so it was a surprise seeing him again. Curious times as I recall Aunty Gill !!
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Farmer Spike then opened the door to the pen and came into Soup Row. Now, we know he’s not gonna join us, not unless he’s really upset Aunty Spike, so we all wondered what was going on! We know Farmer Spike well, as he looked after us when we were baby chooks. He looked at us all one by one, and then smiled at me and said “Now then son, you are destined for glory me old musher; and boy are you gonna like this!” And with that he grabbed me and shoved me into a big sack. That was okay, sacks are safe places, and all chooks know that, so I settled down happily…
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An hour or so later, Farmer Spike took the sack, with me inside, and we went for a short walk…. And you’ll never guess what happened next Aunty Gill; he opened the sack and there I was, in the main chook pen with the grown-up ladies, yes I was suddenly in with the ‘outsiders’! One of the ladies wasn’t best pleased to see me, and pecked my butt for a good twenty minutes, so then Farmer Spike put lots of feed sacks to cover the hard wire door, making it really dark,…… sleep time.
The next day I started to figure it all out. I was there with the ‘outsiders’, no rooster about, just me. Hold on, I am the rooster now, and I’ve been given the name of “Brian”. The next photo is me mid ‘crow’ – I’m not that good at it yet, so I’ll have to keep on practicing. Oh, and Aunty Gill, another thing, you’ll never guess what part of my job is – yikes!!!!
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Best wishes from your newly appointed Rooster Nephew, Brian xx

Dear Brian Rooster Nephew,
Thank you for taking over Duke’s pen and for  the last photo of poor Pablo.Its sad about Pablo…. but it is wonderful to meet you. Let us hope you have a long and happy stay with the hens. Enjoyed your story here so looking forward to more from you next month. ….. Mean while take care and see you soon!
Best wishes Auntie Gill X

Duke says….”I got a new job too Aunty Gill”

Meet Duke the talking bird……Regular Guest Spot from:
Uncle Spike’s Adventures….. and  the Chicken Roost in Turkey!
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Catch up:
Last time we heard that Duke’s girlfriend, Miss Fluffy Bum, had left the Farm rather hastily in order to work for a local Fox family. Duke was very upset about her leaving so suddenly but  soon Mary another fine feathered lady became his friend and everything was OK.….or was it?
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Yo Aunty Gill, it’s me again, Duke-Cocka-Locky, your rooster nephew from Türkiye.

I kept thinking about Miss Fluffy Bum all the time, wondering if she likes her new job with Mrs Fox. I know she was not gonna write, coz Mrs Fox doesn’t always have email, but even still, as much as young Mary is a fairly cuddly bird (see our photo together – nice, eh?), in my book you still can’t beat a real mass of soft derriere-sited lady feathers {sigh}.
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So anyway, spring is here and the weather has started to warm up my tail feathers quite nicely. There are baby goats and baby cows all around here as well; you can hear them all chatting all day long! Sometimes the noise gets just a little too much for me; all that gassing about the price of butter. All we get is “Moo this” and “Moo that” – but I’ve been clever Aunty Gill, I found a solution…
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I hide away under the metal that covers the pile of concreting stones!
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But quiet or no quiet, I still missed Miss Fluffy Bum too much, and so a few days ago, when Mrs Fox came back to visit us, just after midday again, I accepted her kind suggestion to also go and work for her. I only thought about it for a second or two, but Mrs Fox was quite insistent. So yes Aunty Gill, I have moved on. I left the other guys, who by the way, all ran the opposite way to me when Mrs Fox arrived, and said a hasty ‘goodbye’ to Spike Farm, and that was that. But here is the last photo Farmer Spike took of me, and I wanted to send it to you.
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I had thought of going off before, as you know, when Miss Fluffy Bum left us to work for Mrs Fox. Pablo, the ‘big cheese’ top rooster, did say he would start to write to you if I ever decided to go – he likes talking. So as from next month Aunty Gill, Pablo The Boss will get in touch, as I probably won’t have access to email. Chooks must really love it at Mrs Fox’s house; they never seem to come back, so I reckon I’ll be alright!!
Love, your very growed-up, off to somewhere new Rooster Nephew, Duke xx

Dear Duke
I hope its not too late to wish you luck in your new job and glad that you are now with Miss Fluffy Bum and happy again.  Always knew you would fly off some where with those fine feathers of yours. Best of luck Duke. Sad as it is that I won’t hear from you again,  I am so looking forward to hearing from Pablo, now that you are finding your way in the wider world.
Love Auntie Gill X

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Yo Aunty Gill, it’s me again, Duke-Cocka-Locky, your rooster nephew from Türkiye. Ok, so I’m still chasing after Miss Fluffy Bum, but she still seems to be the favoured gal of the Boss. As he’s older, taller, and faster than me, I’m gonna have to continue being sneaky in order to grab the occasional cuddle with said lady friend I guess. You see, this is Pablo – what do you think, he is a bit scary isn’t he?

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As it’s been a bit wintery here of late, the woodshed is now half empty of logs and coal sacks, so I reckon that means there is somewhere to sneak off to and ‘play’. Pablo the boss doesn’t go in there much, so I have claimed it as my territory for now. The girlies like to go in there every day anyway – I dunno what they do though; they seem to just sit in a crate for half an hour, then come out and prance around making a heck of a racket. But Farmer Spike seems pleased with their antics, so that must be a good thing, right?
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I wanted to send you a foto of Miss Fluffy Bum… err, and her ‘fluffy bum’, but she just won’t darned stay still long enough – sorry Aunty Gill… Hey, maybe I can get one of those stooped ‘selfie sticks’ and then sneak up on her – I can see a cool plan here, eh? The only one I managed was this one, when she was having a girlie chat with Imelda one day in the orchard – Miss Fluffy is the honey on the right.
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I was telling another of my half-sister’s about my idea for cuddles in the woodshed just the other day. She listened quite intently, as you can see in this picture Farmer Spike took for me, so I reckon this woodshed idea is gonna help in my plan for world farm domination!
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Not much else happening around here this month Aunty Gill, but as you can see, I have enough to deal with already –  Byeeee….
Love, your Rooster Nephew, Duke xx

Dear Duke,Thank you for your update on Miss Fluffy Bum. She does look a bit of a busy body with plenty of things to do, perhaps she hasn’t noticed you yet! And Pablo looks quite scary! Be careful how you go with him  especially if you are talking about wood shed domination !   Love Aunty Gill

see you here same time next month March 20