Looks who’s SQUAWKING!

Quietly reaching into my bag of crisps while sitting down on the sofa, I glanced over to look at my parrot, Bud.

Phew, I thought to myself as I noticed she was still napping with her head tucked into her feathers.

It was impossible to sneak a snack in without Bud demanding a naughty nibble.

One crunch of my cheese and onion Walkers later and she was flapping around squawking and giving me the eyes.

In March last year my husband, Jason,