Pigeon, pigeon, pigeon

“Come on.”  Yelled Mum trying to get everyone ready to head to the train station to pick up dad.

Dad had been  away on a training course for a week, everyone was very exited to see him again and find out all about what he had been learning.

Mum noted dad would probably like to know what we had all been up to too.

Oh no the train had been delayed.

This was not good but it wasn’t going to be too long so mum suggested everyone sit down and get comfortable while we wait.

Sitting on the solid cold metal chairs Mary noticed lots of birds sitting on the beams round the roof.  They were so still until a train came in to the station making lots of noise.  Whenever the train started to get closer to the platform all of the birds would get a fright and start flying around looking for a new place to perch.  Every time this happened all you could hear was people muttering about the pigeons. 

They did fly really close to people and their things.

Joe was fascinated, he couldn’t stop looking at all the fluttering birds when people moved.  Just sitting smiling, eyes darting watching all of the birds dance in the crowd.

Several trains had come and gone, hopefully dads train was next.

Every one sat in excitement .  Mum keeping her eyes glued to the big changing board on the wall for any updates of when dads train was arriving. 

Soon there was a big rush of people and birds.

Dads train had arrived.  Mary, mum and Joe almost got squished in the chaos but they stayed firm in their metal seats for safety from the rushing crowd.

Through all of the madness Mum spotted dad coming through the barriers past all of the people and birds that had been disturbed.

“Pigeon” yelled Joe as one almost crashed into his buggy.

“Pigeon, Pigeon.”  He said again as he covered his wee face scared one was going to crash into him.

Dad heard, and saw the whole thing.   “Pigeon, pigeon to you too, brave boy,” said dad as he picked Joe up to check he had not been hit by any of the crazy pigeons or people.  “And how are my girls?”

“Were so glad you back, we’ve missed you,” replied mum with glee and a hug while Mary nodded holding onto dads trouser leg.

“It was a very long trip I’m sorry I was away for so long but there are some very interesting things happening at work and I come home just in time to catch my wee boys first word, I think it was one of the best business trips I have ever had.”  Said Dad with a delighted smile. 

“How was your week without me cluttering up the house?”  he asked in jest with a cheeky grin.

©joannehepburn 27.05.17