Every duck has its day

While I was in Spalding, I bought a local paper and saw this story. I immediately had a good, and as I found out afterwards, a perfectly correct guess as to who the dog owner was...
The Story...Ducks!

The owner of the guilty dog said the dog was quick and following natural instincts, it happens, but Spalding really has enough ducks left that one will be sadly missed, but not effect the duck population to any great significance. He admits trying to hide the evidence with a burial at sea.. no.. river...

When I went into Hill's restaurant and asked "Where do I sit to see the Duck Slaughtering?" I was lucky to escape with my own life. The customers were up in arms... if they had had guns, I would have been shot myself...

I am wondering what you all think of us in UK... eating crispy aromatic duck one day, and then complaining about a duck being killed like this. I have also seen a few rats along that bank, so a quick death might have some advantages.. or has it?

The Lincolnshire Poacher

I have been in Spalding the last few days, there is not much that I am prepared to blog about of the events of these days, but I spent a few weeks trying to get the light right for a picture of this stain glass window at the local pub. I had to investigate light, aperture settings and Guinness and a few other drinks... and kept finding it was too dark to take a shot and had to return the next day. Even too much sun was a problem, so these 2 pictures have taken a long time to produce...
Maybe I can photograph something else in the pub tonight?

Anglesey in October

This is a picture taken from the mainland, at Bangor, towards the island of Anglesey. I often look at that block of flats and wonder who got a hefty back hander to build that one. Rumours have it that Sean Connery owns an apartment in it, but who knows?

A picture from Anglesey, showing the Menai Straits on a glorious October day. The weather can not be guaranteed.