I woke up early again, around 5.30 and listened, but there was no sound from the fireplace so I played Angry Birds for a while on my phone. The sound an hour later was from a desperate, rather than an angry bird. The Sage was still asleep, so I got up, moved the chest of drawers and uncovered the fireplace. The dove was flopped in the grate, but it fluttered strongly enough when I picked it up and flew away when I released it through the open window. I hope it found water quickly and has survived. I wasn’t surprised; in my experience they do not leave the apparent safety of the fireplace unless you chivvy them.
Wink has arrived and brought pouring rain from the West Country with her. I have made three meat dishes for tomorrow and will do two vegetable ones in the morning. I have also made two of the three puddings. I am quite agitated, however, in case there is not enough food. This does not, you understand, indicate that there is not enough food, just that I am never entirely comfortable unless I have overcatered.