Sunday 21 October 2012

Out of date brioche, anyone?

squirrels at baffins pond woodlandFinally made it to Baffins pond swingpark 2 weeks late. The brioche rolls were even more out of date than when we first decided to feed them to the ducks. As it happened, we met the numerous cohorts of tame squirrels first and discovered that they do indeed like brioche.
After a go in the swingpark (with its new swinging basket and extra-wide slide) we circumnavigated the pond and fed any number of ducks, moorhens, swans and pigeons while trying to stave off the concerted attacks by the clucking seagulls (I think that's what he said). They all like the wooden posts which are valuable real estate to them.
baffins pond copnor portsmouthIn Sainsbury's we met a woman pushing a trolley with a plastic baby in the little baby holder thing that goes on top of the trolley. It had all the blankets and other accoutrements that any self-respecting baby could need, but it was a pretend baby.
baffins portsmouthIs this some kind of training device, with regular feeds and tantrums, or is it designed to scare the poo out of 15 year-old girls so they don't get one of their own too early? Do you need to feed it pureed parsnip and does it then emit a jet of vile-smelling plastic poo 30 seconds after you've changed its nappy? I do not know, but he used to sing me this....
"Oh, dear, what can the matter be,
all your nappies are yellow and splattery....."
I conned a Scooby-Doo DVD out of the bald one who didn't know that Jof had expressly forbidden any purchases, and we bought some fireworks next door for any upcoming events that might require them.
While he ran we were supposed to go to the trains which will be gone for the winter (I think they fly south) but I got stuck in front of the TV for so long that they were packing up and going by the time we got there.
I have done more work on the animal diorama: our river is blue instead of the more realistic green.

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