Chickens roam the grounds of my office throughout the day; because there’re so many trees around they usually keep to the safety of the greenery but sometimes an odd rooster crosses the road and forgets where he is (I think) and this usually results in him frantically hobbling around on the concrete in front of the lift lobby in circles as he tried to avoid people walking in and out of the building. I can imagine his little chicken voice in his little chicken head. “Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no…”
This afternoon I’m on the way to lunch with Xiao, when I struggle to remember the collective noun for “chickens” and I can’t for the life of me summon the stupid word!
I know it is a gaggle of geese, and a murder of crows. A bed of clams, a bury of rabbits, a school of salmon, a bevy of swans, a band of gorillas, a buncha dudes. But I can’t remember what a group of chickens is called!
I can only think of a plate of chickens, or a bowl of chickens. Xiao said it was a “scop” of chickens, but she made that word up. So we are not as smart as we think.
January 20, 2009 at 7:10 pm |
hilarious photo! laugh-out-loud kind. and on a more random note, yours is the 2nd place i know of in singapore where there’s a chicken (or, a [insert collective noun] of chicken) roaming. tiong bahru neighbourhood also has a very handsome rooster! show you photo next time.
January 25, 2009 at 12:36 pm |
isn’t it a brood of chickens?
February 25, 2009 at 12:23 pm |
yay! u blogged! think its a herd of chickens.
lunch soon, ja?