raced a few broken birds myself tommy I purchased a few from an old gentelmans entire clearance sale [sadley he passed away so I never got to meet him] anyway his name was jim callender from out polbeth way I was forever going back and forth picking up birds that had went back to theirold loft I sent one a wee blue hen to falaise xcuse the spelling and timed her the following morning I was up collecting a bird a couple of weeks later and the old lady mrs callender told me the wee blue hen had slept on her roof the night of the channel race makes you wonder mate that's why I say I would never pool a broken bird [oh the love of home