yes cycling down the Bridgewater canal this morning and came across these little ducklings swimming in a row. They were happily twittering along and I thought would soon be large enough to grace any Sunday table.
Every time someone in England talks about eating the ducks in the pond or some other bird I remember a book called The Lonely Londoners...the fella was going to catch a pigeon to eat and a little old lady whacked him with her brolly to stop him.
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You baaaastard. Look at their little fluffy yellow faces...
Annie,
I was moved, honest. Well moved to the visit the duck aisle of our local meat market. Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
yumm. they grow fast.
Every time someone in England talks about eating the ducks in the pond or some other bird I remember a book called The Lonely Londoners...the fella was going to catch a pigeon to eat and a little old lady whacked him with her brolly to stop him.
Hayden,
This is exactly my point.
G,
it can be troublesome to walk those mean pigeon infested streets. I can tell you.
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