Outside the hour-long meeting of primary school headteachers
sitting through a presentation on the new school funding formula,
a jay repeatedly preens within a wide arc of sunshine diffusing
through a London plane-tree’s fruit and leaves, sporadically flashing
its Liquorice Allsort blue; and always it’s the avian version of
the okapi or a mule: half-magpie, half-not-so-little-brown-job.