Appeal for the ducks

This is an urgent appeal for anyone who loves duck...

Sorry, can we do that again ? I think this script should read ducks plural, otherwise overtones of sauce l'orange or cherries creep in.

When I went for my walk on Sunday, I had pretty much a full loaf of Warburtons bought the day before.  I took 9 slices to the park leaving me with four. They scoffed the lot in the blink of an eye.

I was out early this morning with a trip to Asda just after 6 and it was well below zero.

I went out again for a walk round the arboretum and out of sheer kindness took a whole loaf minus three slices.

When I arrived, the lake was part frozen and n'er a duck or goose to be seen.

When I got to the other end of the lake, there's a sheltered bit where it wasn't frozen where about 200 ducks and geese were congregating and looking very sorry for themselves.

What's worse, as I stood there with a bag of Warburton's, they couldn't get across the thin ice to the edge of the lake, so I had to throw the pieces into the water. I heard one drake complaining how he hates wet bread.

Total time to demolish another loaf, about 45 seconds.

Now this is where the guilt creeps in.  On the way home, I popped in Tesco and bought this :

I do feel a twinge of guilt to be honest...

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[Molly Goatwax]

Well of course. Looking out the office window on the horse farm I saw flocks of geese land in the pasture and was wild hungry for them before breakfast.