We bought this special duck food from the Staffordshire Wildlife Trust. More nutritious, it seems, than bread, which is the avian equivalent of a chip butty. Thing is, bread floats long enough to get the birds competing. The pellets sink almost before the duck can register their nutritional value. Conclusion – the fun in feeding ducks is in seeing them fight for the grub, not the altruism of sustaining a dependent population. So when Sam and Elissa ran out of supplies, it was no bad thing. It seems Fradley chandlery sells some which will restore the competitive element to the entertainment.
Feeding the ducks was so exhausting that they've gone to bed without contributing to the blog tonight. Sorry about that. See if we can do better tomorrow.
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