Pigeon fancier's corner

Stepping out from the underpass from Warsaw's Centralny station, I confront at eye level a pigeon at the tram stop. This particular stop is infested with pigeons. Why? here's the answer...


Every morning, a lady turns up with a plastic bag full of stale breadcrumbs, which she strews liberally on the pavement.

Within minutes, flocks of pigeons swoop to feast. (It may be hypocritical of me, but what's the difference between feeding feral pigeons outside Centralny and feeding ducks in a snowy Ogród Saski?) Below: this end of the tram stop is a mess.

Below: first impressions of Warsaw for foreign visitors as they change here for the National Stadium (just five tram stops away).

This time two years ago:
Fertile grounds for conspiracy theorists

This time four years ago:
Magnolia in bloom, Ealing