My rubber chicken is crumbling. This is my third rubber chicken now and I have had a rubber chicken on my desk at work for 10 years. Frightening really… I’m nervous at the prospect of a new chicken. We’ve got that hold irksome bedding in period again where we get to know one another and have to get used to each others funny quirks – I’m getting too old for this. I want just one chicken that I know I can settle down with for good.