The Duck and Swan channel
It's true I have nothing to say. Since everything is so mundane, it's just too much of an effort to write about. The sky is grey, the grass is long, the flies have arrived, the ants have died (I put bait out).
Some arsehole ran over some swans. The swan family had new cygnets earlier in the year and the whole family would wander around oblivious to humans. Unfortunately they started the habit of sleeping on the road. Most kind souls drove around them, but some fucker obviously didn't and two or perhaps even three were found dead. Thankfully I didn't see it but was told.
Nearly ran over some ducks myself yesterday. But unlike the fucker above, it was on the open highway, not on a small road on which you are supposed to drive ultra slowly. About six ducks were quickly crossing the highway, but I was also travelling at speed and had to really put the brakes on and veer off to avoid hitting them. They stopped still for a few seconds, probably out of shock, but thankfully kept moving and got out of the way of the car following. I would have been quite upset if I'd hit them. I hate killing anything (except, obviously, flies, ants and the odd large scary spider).
Time for a cuppa.
