Goose attack

Mother's Day.

I fetched 'The Mother' her sunday paper and made her Tea in bed.

Sam made scrambled eggs on toast and coffee.

Then we went for a walk. This goose took exception to us walking along the tow-path and hissed a bit. Very interestingly showing his pseudo-dentition in his bill. This apparatus combined with combs on his tongue allow him to strain wriggly things out of mud and weed to eat.

We are having Toad-in-the-Hole, but not with real toad, they are out of season, although we did see the spawn of something in the wetlands today.

Ruth's going to the allotment for an hour to plant artichoke.

Sam and I are meant to be making the tea.