The Swans are not dead

They are not.

Some kindly neighbour came and threw bread a moment after this and all the next shots have bleepin seagulls circling, and the swans woke up.

I found another man stumping in Leith, with a sledge. And he had two stumps I had earlier discovered in his sledge. No matter, I bagged a few today, had a conversation with Ecodad about them, sending him after one too big for my rucksack, and was warmed by my first stump fire.