Miscellaneous Monday #4

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Ducks or Geese?

old smithfield st market, Manchester

Comments

  1. Everyday Goddess12:14 am, January 11, 2010

    It's the new Gosselin show.

    Those original eight kids had eight kids, and so on, and so on, well you get the idea.

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  2. Hilary12:16 am, January 11, 2010

    I dunno, but it puts me in a bit of a fowl mood. ;)

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  3. Kitty12:50 am, January 11, 2010

    What a quack up!
    Ducks, I say!
    Brilliant!

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  4. Unspoken1:16 am, January 11, 2010

    Hmm, ducks? At least I know they are not swans :).

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  5. Expat mum2:56 am, January 11, 2010

    Well, they're not as big as the Canadian Geese we get over here, but I'm not an expert. As has been said, at least they're not swans. Vicious beasts.

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  6. LoisW2:57 am, January 11, 2010

    Geeks!!!

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  7. J Cosmo Newbery9:08 am, January 11, 2010

    Ducks!

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  8. Scriptor Senex10:00 am, January 11, 2010

    Who cares - they look great and so long as they know what they are I guess it doesn't matter!

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  9. ethelmaepotter!10:27 am, January 11, 2010

    I've no idea, actually, but they are quite interesting. Where in the world is this?

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  10. lime12:34 pm, January 11, 2010

    why am i suddenly overcome with the urge to play "duck, duck, goose?"

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  11. Suburbia2:48 pm, January 11, 2010

    Driving me quackers trying to work that one out ! ( sorry!)

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  12. Anonymous4:19 pm, January 11, 2010

    I think all the Duck/Geese puns have been made-so only a query...were they wood or porcelaine?

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  13. Daryl6:29 pm, January 11, 2010

    I love this .. have you ever seen in person or in photo the duckling statures in Boston Public Gardens?

    http://www.schon.com/public/ducklings-boston.php

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  14. Working Mum8:26 pm, January 11, 2010

    Ducks, definitely. Haven't you heard Mancunians call each other "duck" as a term of affection?

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  15. Kitty8:32 pm, January 11, 2010

    Working Mum
    Nah, that 'Ayup, Duck' comes from Stoke-on-Trent, and just drifted upriver!

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  16. Suldog8:53 pm, January 11, 2010

    Ducks.

    I'll bill you later for the answer.

    (Sorry. That wasn't a great pun, but I was just winging it. But, what more can you expect on the web?)

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  17. Nancy6:37 am, January 12, 2010

    Ducks. Right?

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  18. Land of shimp6:13 pm, January 12, 2010

    You know, whereas I love the wooden ducks (or is it geese?), it's their shadows that catch me. That was th first thing I noticed, their little shadows on the pavement.

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  19. Rick12:21 am, January 15, 2010

    They look concerned. Has GB just declared war on their pond? ~rick

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