What the Duck?...

How Many Ducks… Help

The voices in my head keep telling to get more ducks.

Thus I wake in a fever at three in the morning on a stormy night and get drawn into the dark world of the Duck internet.

The stormy bit is mostly my ever-patient husband Jim - who in a voice that implies he has had enough of my nocturnal nonsense  - enquires whether I turn off the big light and dull my iPad screen such that he can get a couple of hours sleep - not unreasonable…

But he fails to realise that I am on a duck hunt - and i am hooked - ha ha ha.

 Parcels are arriving daily from around the known duck world bursting with dusk surprises - surprises because I cannot remember what I ordered in the middle of the night.

 Favourite so far - is the XL duck tracksuit. I was so excited I tried to persuade Ian who was in the middle of preparing food for a wonderful wedding we hosted this week to slip out of his posh chef clothes and model my latest acquisition.  He gave me a look that could curdle cream. The unspoken words were Duck Off.

 So - that leaves a vacancy - get in touch - anyone who volunteers to wear the splendid garment for two hours around and about Thornbridge will get free entry, lunch on me and beer/wine or Prosecco to bolster your confidence. Go on you know you want to…

 Oooohhh - why don’t we launch the Big Duck Day at Thornbridge?

 Prizes for the best dressed ducks. Alcohol for the adults and crazy making sweets for the children. 

Let me know what you think.

Any which way - get in touch

 That’s enough for now so I’m Ducking off*

Together in Ducks

 Emma xxx

 *that means signing off and if you think that it means something more racy - that is your problem not mine - he he he

 Get in touch

info@thornbridge-estate.co.uk