Bus, a small duck pond might prove the hypothesis. Large quantities of uneaten bread and litter may have some bearing on the result also.
12 miles at sub 8 (just) for me today. Looks like a wet day, so a day off work. Will have to cram Monday's jobs on to Sunday on account of the BUPA 10k.
SG, looks like I'll be travelling from Pinner with wife and lad. He's doing an 'A' level maths exam today. Anything less than an 'A' grade he'll regard as a fail. Work experience is on the horizon. What work do those who specialize in Maths and Physics do? I'm not too sure myself.
Back in my fishing days, when I almost lived on Tring Resevoirs I had the unenviable task of dispatching one of these creatures when it had suffered a mal-functioning preen gland.
The signs are a completely water logged goose. No water proofing at all. My companions at the time suggested giving its neck a tug.
In respect to those of a squeamish disposition, I'll draw a veil over the outcome of this course of action. In mitigation all I can say is that when the adrenaline is at optimum levels, one can sometimes under estimate one's own strength.