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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.)


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May. 19th, 2004 11:43 pm (UTC)
Clowns are exceedingly disturbing
May. 20th, 2004 02:10 am (UTC)
I was walking through the middle of Bath one lunchtime, down by the river. I could hear the gentle sounds of river life, geese gently honking in time to their wing beats.

Then another bunch of those bloody clowns rolled past on their unicycles, parping away.

Stamp out this evil street entertainer menace, I say !

May. 20th, 2004 04:18 am (UTC)
I want evil geese with lasers, is that too much to fricking ask?

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)...
May. 20th, 2004 06:12 am (UTC)
You'll have to ask Mr Dobson for those.
May. 20th, 2004 09:06 am (UTC)
It was a duck for frickin sake.
May. 20th, 2004 11:12 pm (UTC)
Mr D had at least one goose, named Gertie IIRC.
May. 22nd, 2004 12:47 pm (UTC)
sinister duck?
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