Please not bread! Bird feed if you must - I know how enjoyable it is to feed them (especially the greedy geese who will happily hand feed) but try to resist the temptation. advice on feeding ducks - don't PS - Am jealous of McGann Watch - I shall stalk all the KCC Spaniels I see from now on.
If you are going to do no. 1, please take a guide, a compass and lots of water (and a good sweater for the nighttime) otherwise you won't make 2. to 12. PS: most bods can't do 40 days without food and water.
My head hurts. And I'm having the weirdest sensation when drinking coffee - I can feel it go down all the way to my chest. I need cheering up - this thread is not allowed to become maudlin. Saila and Narnia are now banned until they have eaten from the toast of happiness.
I'm not sure which is worse: my head or the score. I'm in a bad mood but I find it really irritating that the Australian commentator on TMS keeps giving the score the wrong way round. I have to translate it before it makes any sense - a bit like c. to farenheit.
Isn't nature amazing? It seems the animals are tuned in to the Met forecast. All the robins and wrens are fluffy (presumably that traps air and keeps them warm) and I've never seen so many squirrels at once: busily hoovering up acorns and it seems, yew berries - are they immune to its poison?
Be assured, Davy Jones will have to wait a while. My head hurts. My neck hurts. My glands are swollen and my throat is sore. I have prescribed Whisky Macs - just taking the first dose now. With any luck I'll zonk out and wake up in time for a little TMS.
There will be a short intermission while I go out for more booze - I should be back in time for The Mentalist. Just going for a walk chaps, I may be some time.