The big M and D have a big yellow plastic remote control duck (I don’t know why). It’s been packed away in a box in storage for four years (apparently it’s not a treasured possession!), but today it was granted it’s freedom and was unpacked. They thought I might like it.
After changing the batteries we set to have a play. Nothing. Zip. Nada. Zilch. Zero. Not a sausage. Apparently four years in hibernation had killed it….. And then it came to life… And wouldn’t stop.
Ever since it’s been sporadically spinning round. It never goes forward, just round and round and round. It’s been driven mad by the solitude!
(I don’t know how to post a video otherwise I’d show you. But here he is in photographic glory)