Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride... to... Camelot! If he will give us food and shelter for the night, he can join us in our quest for the Holy Grail. Oh, let's be nice to him. The swallow may fly south with the sun or the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land? Every time I try to talk to someone it's 'sorry this' and 'forgive me that' and 'I'm not worthy'. It's not a question of where he grips it! It's a simple question of weight ratios! A five ounce bird could not carry a one pound coconut. God be praised! Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science? I'm not!