Flossie Finnegan is a well know, if slightly eccentric, resident of Beguile. As a child she had been fascinated by birds. So much so that her Aunt Adelaide had purchased her an exotic parrot from a far away land when she was six years old. Flossie loved the brightly coloured parrot that had lived until Flossie’s thirty fifth year. The parrot who she affectionately called Bligh, was often seen riding along on the young woman’s shoulder.
Over the years she had pursued her interests in birds and was considered a capable, despite being amateur, ornithologist. Flossie spent part of the year in the Wild Woods and the mountains beyond cataloguing the exotic bird life of Beguile.
Many believed her knowledge of birds was uncanny. Infact ornithologists from all over the world religiously read the small paper she published monthly called the Chirper.
What no one knew however was how Flossie acquired her knowledge about birds. Of course unbeknownst to everyone her knowledge had started with her long conversations with Bligh. Since then she daily spoke to all manner of feathered creatures from the small vibrating humming birds to the ungainly large beaked water birds that live long the shore of Lake Brock. Though her favourites are the small black and white feathered tattle tails that tell her all about everything going on in Beguile.