Living in London, I'm supposed to hate pigeons. But I don't. I actually really like them (except the ones that eat fried chicken, that creeps me out). They're silly. They're a mix of a little bit dumb and wonderfully opportunistic. They also appreciate chips, so they've got to have some brains in their tiny heads.
Paul Farrell apparently likes pigeons too. His pigeon fancier prints are gorgeous. A little romantic, but quirky too, and that's the best kind of romantic. They're £45 each unframed. They're limited edition so there's only 30 of each and they're *ahem* flying of the shelves.
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