It's moulting time at the pond in the park.
When I was shopping this morning there was a couple selecting a pack of eggs. He looked inside the box to check them and said "There's a feather in here!" "Ewww!" she said disgustedly. I wonder where she thinks eggs come from, or perhaps she's just got a phobia about feathers.
I've got my youngest sister A2 staying for a few days which is lovely.