The Cock !!!

Easter Saturday dawns. Well, I would hardly call 5am dawn, it's pitch black outside. The only living thing that thinks dawn has broken is the massive cockerel stalking the compound ''cock-a-doodle-dooing'' to it's hearts content and at full volume under the bedroom window.
Dropping off to sleep again - I have that luxury that the rest of the household don't have, they have to rise at 5am to start the daily household tasks - the weather is cool enough for me to do so, even though the generator went off in the night and therefore so did the fan ...

And being fairly vocal myself though I am sure I wake any remaining sleepers by shouting at the damn cockerel to shut up at 6am and again at 7am!!

How can a bird tell the time, but I swear it was crowing at dead on the hour !!

That's definitely a ''chicken and egg'' discussion (pun intended).