Ducks; delicate little animals who's natural habits are to paddle around enthusiastically, whilst cheerfully quacking at the top of their voices. They tend to complete a few cycles of the pond during their day, occasionally stopping to peck at a fellow duck or gaze at the ducklings, with a youthful admiration all look. However, when two teenage girls advance on them with a full loath of bread, they seem to loose all their dignity and quickly develop one aim- GET THE BREAD. I genuinely believe that ducks are like humans in that they find the sunshine to be as rare as humans do.
Consequently, the glowing beams must make then hyper and rather greedy, as they were after us like we'd dressed in a duck costume and started to parade around the pond. The ducks we encountered on this day out were as stubborn as a three year old who doesn't want to leave the swings. As per usual, I brought in some of my wacky humour to calm them down and reasure them that they would all get a little nibble of the yummy bread.
But unfortunately, ducks can't understand humans, and so they resorted in chasing us around the field until we gave them their beloved bread. A truly hilarious day with my friend Annie, but I think I'll take my bread somewhere else next time...