Today I am posting a photo on pigeons, which are everywhere here. I was standing at the bank machine, when I felt, heard, some pigeon droppings fall on my glove. It's like when you trip and you look at the ground to check, and I did this - looked up at the building to see if a pigeon was actually up there. It was. This happened to a friend once, only it fell on her shoulder. I told her that it was good luck and I've decided that I will consider this lucky. It missed my hand.