After an uneventful day and less than memorable drive home today, I was feeling particularly tired and looking forward to a quick bite to eat followed by an early night. Fortunately as I turned into the cul-de-sac where I live, my wits were still sufficiently about me before I drove into one of them.
There must have been about four or five of them, difficult to tell how old, slowly sauntering down the middle of the road, not a care in the world and clearly showing no intention of moving onto the pavement. A couple of polite toots of the car horn resulted in little more than a sideways glance by one or two of them, they took a couple of steps further forward and all congregated together again in the middle.
What's the best thing to do in cases like this? I'm not usually an aggressive person but I'll admit that my seatbelt was undone and I was at the point of getting out of the car to confront them when I realised there was just enough room to drive past them.
Bloody ducks...
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4 comments:
You'll be out with your binoculars before you know it, Seany. It's contagious x
OK, confession time - I'm far from a fully fledged twitcher, but I do have a birdbatch in the front garden and a feeder and nesting box in the back garden. All are attracting little interest right now but you never know...
Aha! We'll draw you over to the dark side yet. I'll make sure you're notified of the next blogger outing x
Rather bizarrely my head has just started spinning round for no apparent reason and I can't get the taste of pea soup from my mouth!
Incidentally, the previous comment should have read birdbath - obviously spent too much time today proof reading batch coding instructions...
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