In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk

Parrot Returns to Number 10


The Parrot has dropped by at Number 10 once before, and quite recently. But this stanza probably belongs more with the previous stanza below this one, than with his first visit.

It’s a matter of perching carefully on a window still, out of sight. The parrot does not request entry at the front door. He is no twisted advisor in a track suit. He is an exuberant listening bug.