So the other day I heard a hooting sound from the Dinning room - had a look about but couldn't see anything, so I naturally assumed it was a bird outside making a noise very close to the wall. Few days later and my sister hears the same sound - then after a few hours convinced she was mad we had a further look and, in the flue pipe above the stove (that we have hardly ever used in that room) we found, trapped above the half-pipe cutoff - a full/near full grown tawny. a while later and with one hand protected by the mighty yellow washing-up-glove and my dad manages to get its legs and tug it out to freedom (a tricky thing indeed). Despite being up there for a few days and also in a rather tight spot to pull out he came out without any injury. Taken outside into the pitch black darkness of night and he flew off strong and quick. Later we heard a cacophony of hoots from the garden - likely the other resident owls spotted this ones return!