Chicken Music
The same hoary old story appeared for the umteeth time in today's
Clement Crabbe column of the Daily Mail. Much amusement was being
derived from reports that a poultry farmer kept his laying hens
content by a non stop diet of Classic FM. Without being specific about
the actual station, it is entirely practical to 'entertain' laying
hens in this way. During the early years of my farming career, we
maintained a laying flock of several thousand hens, and always had the
radio on at full blast in the battery houses.
It may be that some hens do have specific tastes in music, and today
have progressed to music a touch more highbrow than my taste - but
ours had to put up with what I wanted to hear. I'm sure some became
expert on ball by ball cricket commentary, of which I was an addict
for many years. The only point of practical importance was that there
was dominating background noise - so that all the hens didn't panic
when the door opened, or something was accidentally dropped - leading
to cracked eggs, damaged hens and reduced profits.
posted by Glyn Davies at 22:48
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