Bale Out

Duck feeding this morning.
Some of them were getting very brave.
This one was even eating out of my hand. The Cygnet ate the bit of bread he was meant to give to the duck.
As usual, he insisted on going on the swing - but this time Maurice went too.

To lower my blood pressure after two seperate 4 wheel drives pushed me off the road rather than move off the centre line, I stopped and spent a minute or two hanging over the gate shooting hay bales through the thistles.

If the Cygnet and SWMBO hadn't been in the car I would have turned round and hunted the arrogant, selfish, road hogging lunatics down and had extreme words with them (at the least)