Feeding the ducks 

I spent a a glorious day yesterday at granny and grandpa’s as the big M was in Edinburgh and the big D had to drive her to the airport at the crack of dawn (even before I got up!) which was easier from their house, than ours.

As always we did loads of super fun things. The bubble machine still being a firm favourite, but the best bit was feeding the ducks. I was a little unsure to begin with – I

 couldn’t understand why on earth we would give our bread away?! And tried desperately to gather it up and eat it myself. But I soon got the hang of it and it was great! Ducks are still my favourite bird. Quack quack

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Daily bread

They starve me you know. I’ve resorted to having to steal my meals from the shopping bag