Unpleasant pheasant picks on postman

Gazette & Herald: Unpleasant pheasant picks on postman Unpleasant pheasant picks on postman

A FOWL-TEMPERED pheasant is making life difficult for a North Yorkshire postman by lying in wait and attacking him and his van.

Postmen and women often expect to encounter bad-tempered dogs or difficult customers, but Barry Hutchinson, 39, must instead face the wrath of an unpleasant pheasant every day he delivers to the village of Dunsley, near Whitby.

Once Mr Hutchinson has pulled up in the village, the angry bird chases him between post boxes and jumps up and attacks him. It even has a go at his van, chasing after it to peck at the tyres.

The weary postman said: “As soon as I arrive around this area it will follow me to the post box and I shall then move down to my next call and it will chase the van, pecking the tyres, then maybe it will wait for me and follow me to the letter box.”

Pheasants can be highly territorial birds and will get involved in ferocious battles with competitors.

But it is not known why this pheasant has decided to punch above his weight by taking on the postman. Nearby Dunsley Hall Country House Hotel, said it could well be one of their pheasants, which live in its grounds.

In an offer of help, a spokesman said: “I think what we might do is contact the post man and let him deliver to the village’s post to the hotel and the locals could pick up their post from there.

“Then at least it means he can drive up the hotel grounds and deliver to the front door and bypass the pheasant.”

In 2010, a phesant made headlines around the world after carrying out a month-long campaign of terror in the village of Newsham, which lies between Barnard Castle and Richmond - attacking adults, children dogs and vehicles.

He eventually curbed his aggressive behaviour after taking up with two female pheasants.

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11:05am Fri 11 Jan 13

redbluelion says...

lol...just snap it neck and take it home for dinner....tasty...
lol...just snap it neck and take it home for dinner....tasty... redbluelion
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11:41am Fri 11 Jan 13

Marc77 says...

Makes a "pheasant" change, from all the depressing stories that appear in the paper.
Makes a "pheasant" change, from all the depressing stories that appear in the paper. Marc77
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12:15pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Payyourtax says...

Pot roasted pheasant with cider and calvados. Mmmmmmmmm
Pot roasted pheasant with cider and calvados. Mmmmmmmmm Payyourtax
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12:43pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Queen_Jane says...

Plucking hell, has no-one told the little swine about the pecking order around there?

Seriously. Postie - next time you do your rounds borrow a friend's jack russell or 12 bore. Grow some, sort it out, then enjoy pot roast pheasant as suggested by Payyourtax. Or for a twist, gypsy style pheasant where you wrap it in bacon, place it in a pot on a bed of bread and sliced apples, and a glass of wine. After an hour or so in a medium oven, it's delicious.....
Plucking hell, has no-one told the little swine about the pecking order around there? Seriously. Postie - next time you do your rounds borrow a friend's jack russell or 12 bore. Grow some, sort it out, then enjoy pot roast pheasant as suggested by Payyourtax. Or for a twist, gypsy style pheasant where you wrap it in bacon, place it in a pot on a bed of bread and sliced apples, and a glass of wine. After an hour or so in a medium oven, it's delicious..... Queen_Jane
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12:52pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Garrowby Turnoff says...

Postmen please note:-

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes.

Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man
I try to understand him and I help him all I can,
But sometimes in an evening I feel a trifle dim
All alone, I'm plucking pheasants, when I'd rather pluck with him.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate
I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late !

I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck
Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck.
Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, he has gone out on the tiles
He only plucked one pheasant and I'm sitting here with piles !

You have to pluck them fresh, if it’s fresh they’re not unpleasant,
I knew a man in Dunstable who could pluck a frozen pheasant.
They say the village constable had pheasant plucking sessions
With the vicar on a Sunday ‘tween the first and second lessons.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mum
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker's come.

My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack
He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.
I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,
It's really all our pheasant plucking keeps us pair together.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's friend
I'm only plucking pheasants as a means unto an end !

My husband's in the forest always banging with his gun
If he could hear me half the time I'm sure that he would run,
For there's fluff in all my crannies, there's feathers up my nose
And I'm itching in the kitchen from my head down to my toes.

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's wife
And when we pluck together it's a pheasant plucking life!
Postmen please note:- I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes. Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man I try to understand him and I help him all I can, But sometimes in an evening I feel a trifle dim All alone, I'm plucking pheasants, when I'd rather pluck with him. I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late ! I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck. Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease. I'm not a pheasant plucker, he has gone out on the tiles He only plucked one pheasant and I'm sitting here with piles ! You have to pluck them fresh, if it’s fresh they’re not unpleasant, I knew a man in Dunstable who could pluck a frozen pheasant. They say the village constable had pheasant plucking sessions With the vicar on a Sunday ‘tween the first and second lessons. I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mum I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker's come. My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack. I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers, It's really all our pheasant plucking keeps us pair together. I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's friend I'm only plucking pheasants as a means unto an end ! My husband's in the forest always banging with his gun If he could hear me half the time I'm sure that he would run, For there's fluff in all my crannies, there's feathers up my nose And I'm itching in the kitchen from my head down to my toes. I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's wife And when we pluck together it's a pheasant plucking life! Garrowby Turnoff
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1:39pm Fri 11 Jan 13

TheTruthHurts says...

Seriously. Postie - next time you do your rounds borrow a friend's jack russell or 12 bore. Grow some, sort it out,


I like this comment.... It takes a real man to shoot a pheasant, or release a dog onto it. Yeah what a hero. Im not sure what your definition of a real man is but mine isnt one that needs firepower or animal assistance to deal with a bird thats barely bigger than my foot. lolz
[quote] Seriously. Postie - next time you do your rounds borrow a friend's jack russell or 12 bore. Grow some, sort it out, [/quote] I like this comment.... It takes a real man to shoot a pheasant, or release a dog onto it. Yeah what a hero. Im not sure what your definition of a real man is but mine isnt one that needs firepower or animal assistance to deal with a bird thats barely bigger than my foot. lolz TheTruthHurts
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2:04pm Fri 11 Jan 13

beretta says...

Shot it, their in season till the end of the month.
Don't waste your time plucking it, just a stanley knife down the breast bone and take out the breast fillets, roast, saves loads of time.
Shot it, their in season till the end of the month. Don't waste your time plucking it, just a stanley knife down the breast bone and take out the breast fillets, roast, saves loads of time. beretta
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3:07pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Osbaldwick Lad says...

When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.
When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could. Osbaldwick Lad
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3:31pm Fri 11 Jan 13

pedalling paul says...

Osbaldwick Lad wrote:
When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.
On a bike you can get away from anything on two legs...and often anything on four wheels as well.!!
[quote][p][bold]Osbaldwick Lad[/bold] wrote: When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.[/p][/quote]On a bike you can get away from anything on two legs...and often anything on four wheels as well.!! pedalling paul
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3:47pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Torkie says...

Ha, the pheasant wins every time.
Ha, the pheasant wins every time. Torkie
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5:54pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Omega Point says...

pedalling paul wrote:
Osbaldwick Lad wrote: When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.
On a bike you can get away from anything on two legs...and often anything on four wheels as well.!!
Not an ostrich
[quote][p][bold]pedalling paul [/bold] wrote: [quote][p][bold]Osbaldwick Lad[/bold] wrote: When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.[/p][/quote]On a bike you can get away from anything on two legs...and often anything on four wheels as well.!![/p][/quote]Not an ostrich Omega Point
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6:24pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Osbaldwick Lad says...

I only added the final sentence to see if Paul would comment.
I only added the final sentence to see if Paul would comment. Osbaldwick Lad
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7:32pm Fri 11 Jan 13

pedalling paul says...

Osbaldwick Lad wrote:
I only added the final sentence to see if Paul would comment.
Hmmmm...an ostrich might just outpace me. Better think of a way to make it bury its head in the sand instead..........
[quote][p][bold]Osbaldwick Lad[/bold] wrote: I only added the final sentence to see if Paul would comment.[/p][/quote]Hmmmm...an ostrich might just outpace me. Better think of a way to make it bury its head in the sand instead.......... pedalling paul
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7:58pm Fri 11 Jan 13

Paul Meoff says...

Osbaldwick Lad wrote:
When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.
I'd have welcomed a cockbird at my school. Was she a reward for good work?
[quote][p][bold]Osbaldwick Lad[/bold] wrote: When I started school we had a cockbird which used to come to meet me every day. It used to peck the back of my legs and chase me home. The solution in the end was to go to school on a bike and cycle past it as fast as I could.[/p][/quote]I'd have welcomed a cockbird at my school. Was she a reward for good work? Paul Meoff
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4:00am Sat 12 Jan 13

Magicman! says...

Perhaps having a pair of gauntlets in the van might be of use.... stop the van, put the gauntlets on, when the bird comes near just grab it with both hands and then keep it restrained whilst doing the round - then lob it when he's done, it's a bird so it'll fly.
Perhaps having a pair of gauntlets in the van might be of use.... stop the van, put the gauntlets on, when the bird comes near just grab it with both hands and then keep it restrained whilst doing the round - then lob it when he's done, it's a bird so it'll fly. Magicman!
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8:04am Sat 12 Jan 13

chrisatyork says...

i want one, might stop the junk mail lol
i want one, might stop the junk mail lol chrisatyork
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6:31pm Sat 12 Jan 13

Blancsanglier says...

He obviously wants a girlfiend - or two! That would calm him down....... then he and his wives could be transported elsewhere.
He obviously wants a girlfiend - or two! That would calm him down....... then he and his wives could be transported elsewhere. Blancsanglier
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