removing of a fowl. It was neither as messy not as smelly as I had
expected, though I didn't offer to help.
Matthew chatted happily through the whole experience, contrary to my
expectations, and kept telling me how much he likes to eat chicken
because it tastes so good.
The poor chook was actually a rooster given to Glen by a friend last
weekend when we were out on field experience. It came with some yam
and so tonight we plan to have yam lap-lap, with fowl, together with
the students in the field experience group. It was they who caught
the hapless beast for us this morning, it having escaped its rope
earlier in the week.
Let's hope it tastes good.