We have geese in the Big Field. And there they remain. They honk and grottle and take great pleasure in not doing a lot, loitering by the water trapped in the furrows of grain.
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Every so often they gaggle and their voices can be heard far, far away. Then up they go - like a train across the plain - weaving across the fields before alighting once again on a field full of rain. They reserve their wedge or V formation for flights in the fast lane. Jolly impressive too! The highest they have been recorded is 29,000 feet! Hardly a birdbrain. But they fly around Wattlebury in a skein - meandering across the stubble like a continuous daisy chain.
There's Shane and there's Wayne. And Jane and Elaine. Then Alain and Hussein, Dwayne and Charmaine. McClean and Jermaine, Kane and Lorraine - and bringing up the rear is Nicky Demaine.
There's Shane and there's Wayne. And Jane and Elaine. Then Alain and Hussein, Dwayne and Charmaine. McClean and Jermaine, Kane and Lorraine - and bringing up the rear is Nicky Demaine.