Getting woken up by a rooster is a romantic idea if you’re on a farm stay for a long weekend. Not if you’re living in central Auckland. Someone released this thing into the graveyard opposite us.
Instead of notifying the council or doing anything remotely useful, I made a poster that somehow got on the news. The council promptly removed it (rooster), remembrance tattoos were offered in the local tattoo shop, and people made stupid comments.