Oh no, look what has happened to the bird feeder. All three of us exclaim.
Do you think we can lift it? James looks at the feeder.
Emrys has a go at pushing it. Oouphumpf! He groans.
I think it is going to be too heavy for us. I tell them.
There must be some way we can get it upright surely? James asks.
Well I guess we could ask Dad. I suggest and we go inside to see if we can find him.