open season

Surprised no-one else has bothered this year, but I usually note the
date when the bombing season starts, and today one had a go at me just
down the street. Now they'll be after us until early October at the
least, a magpie bombed me on Cup Day in a remote spot a few years back.
I'm sure we all enjoy watching over our shoulders, the swoosh of the
attack run and sometimes the whack if they manage to hit us. Well, it's
on again for another year.
Cheers,
Ray