PIGEON.

SHAMED.

CELEBRATED.

(look at P.W. go, he loves being a pigeon)

I was very tempted to pick the poor bastard up and take it to a Taxidermist to get stuffed, but unfortunately a envelope clutch bag isn't ideal for carrying foul, and Peckham high st is hardly the best place to collect dead things. I may have been accused of killing it.