The Great Escape

The  Great Escape
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Wednesday 5 September 2012

Pushy or what?!

Oh yeh and what else?

Moored by Branston Water park, near Burton on Trent. we were joined by a swan who obviously thought we had something he needed! I managed to find him a crust of good wholemeal bread which he dispatched in no time flat. However, that did not seem to be enough and there were moments when I thought he might climb in through the side hatch. It seems, sometimes, that the more we give, the more that is expected of us. And sometimes those who receive, become dependent on those handouts, and make no effort to provide for themselves. But I'm a sucker for a sad tale, and he did have a dodgy wing, so I gave in anyway.

Branston Water park, formerly old gravel pits.


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