Went the park today to feed the ducks. We took peas because bread is supposed to ‘fuck with them’ (technical term) and also we secretly aspire to one day be considered middle class.
Anyway, the ducks didn’t give two shites about our frozen peas and instead made a bee line for the smelly guy next to us who had loads of stale Hovis (mmmm!) so the kids got ratty and one nearly rolled into the pond, possibly to retrieve our peas from the feathered ingrates.
There was a massive sign up saying ‘DO NOT FEED BREAD TO THE DUCKS’ but I’m almost certain the ducks didn’t put this up because they couldn’t get enough of the stuff.
This photo also looks a bit like I’ve just sat myself down next to a random family.