This morning I heard a cuckoo near our garden. Its onomatopoeiac call rang round the kitchen.
I went out into the garden and could hear it had moved further away.

I had never heard a cuckoo in France – actually that’s not true – I saw one in Guadeloupe, technically France. But that was a Mangrove cuckoo. This one was a common one.
And then I thought – I wonder what the French call a cuckoo? In the UK it is named for its song. But I bet the French have some weird name for it – like the noisy fool we saw in our garden – un bruyant fou!
I dashed to the dictionary to look it up.
C’est un coucou, évidemment!