This week, all the penguins are on top of the bathroom window. My interpretation - which could be wrong, Mum hasn't explained this scene to me - is of a fairly peaceful time in the rookery, the penguins are just standing about in groups, chatting. The existential crisis of a few days ago seems to have gone.
Although she has lived in London nearly all her life, Mum is still a Northern girl at heart and loves a good natter, and the penguins are often arranged having quite involved conversations.
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