Astonishing Chicken
A man is driving down the M4 motorway between junctions 15 and 16, outside lane towards Lyneham, when he glances into the mirror and sees what looks like a chicken running along behind him. Somewhat startled, he pulls over into the middle lane, the chicken accelerates past, and the driver notices that it's got three legs.

Astonished, he gives chase. Eventually, the chicken sticks out a wing, swings across into the inside lane and speeds off the motorway towards Lyneham. The man follows it, as it dashes left at the roundabout, sprints off at the second junction towards our village, passing through Wootton Bassett and Lyneham then turns into a small lane and nips around the back of Lyneham farm. Pulling up at the farm gate, the man gets out and approaches the farmer.

'Excuse me,' he says, 'this might sound a bit ridiculous, but I'm sure that a three-legged chicken just ran into here.'

'More'n likely,' says the farmer. 'We breed 'em here'.

'Ah,' says the man, feeling somewhat relieved that his eyes hadn't been playing tricks on him. 'Why do you do that, then?'

'Well,' says the farmer, 'I like a leg; the wife, she likes a leg; and the boy, he likes a leg 'n' all.'

'I see, I see. What do they taste like?'

'Dunno. Never caught one.'