We came across this cockerel standing guard on the weather vane of a building overlooking the field with the llamas shown in yesterday's blog. Alison Uttley wrote a children's story about a weather cock which flew down from her village church as it was bored one winter.
When the East Wind blew he warned the old villagers to stay indoors and sit in the chimney corners:
East Wind, East Wind, Stay behind, stay behind.
When the wind blew from the North he flapped his iron wings and called@
A Wind from the North, Pray don't come forth.
A West Wind, a West Wind, Put on your cloak and never mind.
A Wind from the South is sweet to the mouth.
(The Weather Cock - Stories for Christmas by Alison Uttley)
I hope to take a photograph of the weather cock on Kingsley Church as I have a poem about it, hope to do so in the coming weeks.
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