Goose or clown? If the beak is red, it's a comedian...
There's a small flock of geese flying around Putney this morning, gently honking in time to their wing beats. For some reason every time I hear them I imagine that they're a small herd of clowns on bicycles, parping tiny hooters as they pedal up the street.
(This surreal moment brought to you by Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.)
(This surreal moment brought to you by Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.)
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That was actually my response to someone else's post that mentioned geese yesterday, if I start to see more I am going to get seriously paranoid (or write them into an RPG)...
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