Feeding the ducks

Groceries day so we headed off to Blackhawk to let a wee boy feed the ducks first. As always B needed (his words not mine) to carry the food while being 'king of the castle' on daddies shoulders.

Unfortunately the very well fed ducks were not all that interested in food and it took us a while to find some that wanted to eat it was, in fairness, probably due in part to a small boy bellowing Duckies, food, eat dinner.

Groceries followed by lunch and a check up at the doctors made for a busy day, but we scoped it off with play time with Wee A and her folks