I walked into St James Park to find a loo and boggle at the prices at Inn the Park - for 5 the cauliflower soup had better be good - and watch balancing begging squirrels. I'm used to ducks that five. What I find disconcerting is when they come back to the surface not nose first but by popping up all at once like a rubber duck released from bondage.
sent from my Blackberry; please excuse mis-typings