I doodled me a bird. A bird with a herd. A bird with more manners than spanners. A bird with a thirst for knowledge and a thirst for Kia Ora. A bird with a satchel full of regret. A bird with digital legs. A bird that forgot how to bird. A bird that works as a janitor at a school and solves maths problems when he walks past the chalkboard. A bird that lost his trousers in 1994 and hasn’t looked back since. This is that bird.