In part, my reaction to Garnet Roger's version of "King of Rome" has led me over the years to leave pigeon racing and showing to others.

What a revelation, then, last Sunday when I realized this was the sport for me. I was familiar with many of the breeds already...although more their human counterparts. I know quite a number of English Pouters, though too few French Mondaines if we are being honest. And who hasn't found themselves in the role of flying tippler now and again.

I think the only regret I have is not getting involved twenty years ago.