Ducks

Green Gym Day... pulling logs and branches and a pair of knickers out of the stream in Chipping Norton. Started well, but the rain stopped play and we all had to pack up and leave just after half-way. Good group of people today, good sense of humour despite the downpour, but not a duck in sight.

I've always liked ducks and if I didn't live in a new-build with a million covenants on the house banning me from just about everything, I would have a large pond and several ducks.

I can't even light a small bonfire... I live out in the country for goodness sake!

Anyway, went to the real Gym this evening and painted the porch. If only my keyboard didn't keep seizing up I could write some more of my novel