Thursday, 28 May 2009

You must be quackers

As a treat on Saturday, we all piled into the car and headed to Windsor in the bright sunshine, to feed Her Majesty's ducks.  

Darling boy didn't quite get the hand of it at first and wanted to eat the bread himself.  I swapped the bread for a rice cake (preferring him to eat the rice cake, rather than the plastic bread for the ducks) He still wasn't too sure, and held on very tightly to the rice cake, not knowing whether to eat it or throw it (as normally throwing food is frowned upon)  Then, fearing that a mighty swan might gobble the rice-cake from his tiny hand, I swapped it again, this time for a toy phone, and Darling boy happily chatted away into it, not doubt having a very important conversation.

The ducks boldly attempted to snap up the bread as fast as they whilst the greedy swans held court.

The rest of the afternoon was spent mooching in the shops and dodging the tourists that swarmed the castle, eager for a glimpse of Queeny.   I picked up a couple of brilliant bright, large canvasses with vintage comic heros on them for Darling boys bedroom back home- no cutesy fluffywuffy rubbish here!  We are going for a much more stylish affect (ahem)

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