How?

At this time of year, we are used to finding shells, eggshells or parts thereof, around the garden as you would suppose. Each time we find one, we marvel at the way the soon to be unveiled new arrival gets out of the shell. The little gnarly bit on the top of the beak that’s sole purpose is to nibble, or gnaw, or be a tin-opener type thingy to cut the top of the shell off so they can escape. (Lesson from school, maybe not scientifically correct, but that’s wot I leaned).

So we were a bit amused, bemused and puzzled to find this…

A golf ball – but from whence, how, why and multiple other questions (see what I did there? That must use, word of the moment for the Metropolitan London elite, “multiple” skilfully inserted instead many other more appropriate words).

Squirrel unearthed it? Nobody could have lobbed it as there is multiple nobody around. Carrion carried it and dropped it? But how does a Jackdaw, for example, carry it? Utterly confused at least until I pieced the finding together and remembered that just before I saw it, a Blackbird was in the apple tree above the ball making a territorial alarm call. Got it! The previous owners had a non-hole course here, and many (rather than multiple) locals have recounted to us that they were invited to play a round or two. The ball must got lost and lodged in the said tree and the Blackbird dislodged it!