Neighbourhood hatch - Telegraph Every household in the village of Pince in north-west France is to be given a pair of chickens. This goes one better than Henri IV's promise of "a chicken in every pot," for the chickens of Pince will not be stewed but alive and clucking. Their function is as living recycling units, each saving 300lb of rubbish a year - more than a peck of dirt. It couldn't happen here. Or could it? The enemies of gallinaceous promise - foxes, disease, theft, fussy neighbours - abound, but think of the advantages, notably eggs. Or are we simply too prissy to keep chickens? Now children's food is shaped as dinosaurs, must breakfast eggs be distanced from their feathery providers? Chickens in villages (if not in high-rises) make for social cohesion - one family looks after another's. Sharing bicycles worked in Paris. London followed. Which bold politician will grasp chick chic?