Introduction

Birdie is no ordinary back garden crow. He's ancient, like I was there when they built the pyramids kind of old. Most nights he perches on Jake's window sill and tells him in chanting tales. One time Birdie was missing an action for a whole week. The moon seemed to be on a vanishing act, getting thinner and paler. But she'll be back to her plump self again soon - don't you worry.