I present to thee the old bird-king wearing his colourful blanket. Now that he has a blanket to keep him warm he can go out again; here you can see him with his fishy friend, Saumon Rose who has just flown in from France. They are, like many of us, discussing the weather and their health.
'How long winter seems to last; it almost feels as if the short days creep into my bones just that little bit more each year. My tired body is weary from lack of fresh air and sunshine', the king mutters.
'Not to worry, mon cher, Spring c'est very proche and soon everyone will be complaining about too much soleil. You'll be debout and about in no time, winter will fade away and become a vague memory' exclaims the fish.
'I suppose you are right. I certainly hope so. How about you, how was your journey?'the king asks.
'Tiring and uncomfortable being out of the water for so long and I am 'ungry, very very 'ungry' the fish replies.
The king is puzzled: 'Angry, why are you angry? What can I do to soothe your mood?'
'Non, I am not angry, I am 'ungry, oh mon dieu 'ow shall I put it? I need food! Something to eat'
Now the old bird-king understands 'Of course you are, hungry and tired after such a long journey, especially as you are a fish and fish don't usually fly. It would be as if I had swam all the way to France, brrr. Come, my dear Rose and let my servant prepare some food for us! Saskia, my guest and I require a bite to eat and do remember to bring a large bowl of water.'
'Merci, mon roi' the 'appy salmon sighs.