Steady!! You are being very offensive, Jimi is a friend of mine and I dont like your tone atall, uneccessary. IMHO.
I think you might find that Mr. Plod doesnt have the faintest idea about what constitutes a protected species, nor the seasons for shooting game or vermin, he barely knows the simple laws he is meant to uphold, without checking the reference books, or lawyers.
OK Serious answer
People say those large Hawk/Eagle Owl things sat on the spreader seem to work.
Casual observations would indicate that CD's strung out along the length of the boat seem to work for a while at least.
I guess this is the worst time of year as the birds eat the ripening berries. We were once moored very close to a Sloe tree which was fairly horrendous until we beat them to it by picking the berries and turning them into Sloe Gin.
As far as cleaning goes, the best stuff I ever found was some dairy cleaner which was inexpensive and very effective.
There - thread repaired and sensible answer given.
i know that this has been a problem for you for several seasons, so after about 4 minutes thinking about it, i posted on the pbo forum: it's far too good an idea for one of your threads...
One night farmer Brown,
Was takin' the airs,
Locked up the barnyard
With the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse
Somethin' stirred
When he shouted "Who's there?"
This is what he heard:
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself,
And stop your fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin' to sleep,
And you butt in
And hobble, hobble hobble hobble
With your chin
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You're stompin' around
And shakin' the ground,
You're kickin' up an awful dust
We chicken's tryin' to sleep
And you butt in
And hobble, hobble hobble hobble
It's a sing
Tomorrow
Is a busy day
We got things to do
We got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig
And worms to scratch
It takes a lot of settin'
Gettin' chicks to hatch
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself,
And stop your fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun,
The other way
And hobble, hobble hobble of and
Hit the hay
Tomorrow
Is a busy day
We got things to do
We got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig
And worms to scratch
It takes a lot of settin'
Gettin' chicks to hatch
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself,
And stop your fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun,
The other way
And hobble, hobble hobble of and
Hit the hay
"Hey boss man
What do ya say?"
It's easy pickens,
Ain't nobody here but us chickens