Wheels in Motion.

Day one back at work. Moriaty has yet to cause any undue stress or strain, which could be good. He probably does not suspect at all that a prank is coming his way. The majority of the arrangements have been made, but please forgive me for not spelling out the exact nature of the stunt, I am still a little wary that agents of Moriaty browse these pages looking for clues.

Once all has been executed according to plan, I shall publish some before and after photographs for all of you chicken lovers out there... but please be patient until then.

The first (and rather minor by all accounts) act of revenge of the rubber chicken is about to occur. If chickens could laugh... well who knows.