Yo Peepsters Well my drears, after the last few days deluge of Frankie it was a relief to see the old current put his titfer on, innit. As the visability was so good I decided to take the heavier Wedgwood’s which necessitated driving the kipper to the Wetlands. Don’t forget, I need a tripod and gimble to support the lens which is a bit of a faff on the old Rubic Cube.. All boded well until I crossed Hammersmith Bridge. For some reason Castelnau Road in Barnes was closed off so Yours T had to divert along the Thames on a roundabout route to the WWT. Actually, I quite enjoyed taking a new route and sightseeing along the river bank. In fact when I left the reserve the road was still closed so I decided to drive over Putney Common towards Putney Bridge (which thankfully is now operating again) Sorry doods, I’m digressing (as is my want, anno domini innit) I had a delightful morn perambulating the paths and pools of the Wetlands and managed smudges of wuzzoes doing the okey kokey, splashing and stretching which I enclose for your delectation
You will notice that the juvenile Monty Don has a rather unpleasant dent in its Gregory Peck. I do believe his dad had ‘turfed’ him out as he had outstayed his welcome. The cob and biro (pen – courtesy Del Boy) were in an adjoining pool and didn’t want the youngster on the premises. The other stretchers are my old favourite the comb drake, magpie goose and a pink footed goose. On my perambulations I also took a few ‘portraits’ I was particularly pleased with the plumed whistling duck who could easily be a contender for a Vogue cover.
The other two posers are a spot billed duck and a white headed drake
bye bye chaps/chapettes until the next time remember you’re a womble x i Jedi d’kwack